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Her soul was coated with untouchable layers
that not an ounce of rainfall
or an abundance of footsteps could damage
but the ocean was her weakness
and every time his waves sung to her,
she crumbled into his engulfing arms
even though he never stayed.
That heavy yet relieving sigh
Where did that come from?
I sit and I wonder why!!!
I was talking to a nice guy..
Was that it? Was that a guy sigh??
Oh My!
 Dec 2014 Stephanie Thompson
Kyra
I hate myself for thinking
that I was the lucky one
when you were the broken one

Because since you've left
There's been a persistent dulling ache inside me
fueling with anything that reminds me of you
Keeping my heart tamed when I hear your name
is just as impossible to keep the tears from flowing

Now I know what it feels like to be broken
but you're not here for me
like I was there for you

— The End —