Living inside my black hole
memory
trying not to remember your
smile
at least until it doesn't hurt
any more.
I hate you
and
I hate that I hate you!
Even more.
Where once you built dreams
so grand. You've somehow managed
to deconstruct those very same dreams.
I want to smash your face
and pull the splinters of glass
across your cold heart.
Watch it bleed, until you ache
with this same hurt.
Except
you won't
You'd have to care and you obviously
do not.
I loved you
fool that I was
Fool that I am
I still do.
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