I realized that
the loneliest hearts
are not found
within abandoned
rooms or between
furrowed sheets.
They’re not in bars
where bitter gulps
can wash away the
saltiest tears.
They’re nowhere near
the darkest hallway
or the blurriest
of all the paths.
But the loneliest hearts
are found
squeezed underneath
the loudest laughs.
Oct 9, 2015
Oct 9, 2015 at 10:15 PM UTC
I realized that
the loneliest hearts
are not found
within abandoned
rooms or between
furrowed sheets.
They’re not in bars
where bitter gulps
can wash away the
saltiest tears.
They’re nowhere near
the darkest hallway
or the blurriest
of all the paths.
But the loneliest hearts
are found
squeezed underneath
the loudest laughs.
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