The tears are suspended in the tear ducts
And I have that almost-sick, not-hungry,
Empty feeling in the pit of my stomach.
My thoughts are going back to her words,
Your words, and everything that has happened.
Shock, anger, pain, and disbelief are all that I feel.
It comes to me in waves.
I'll smile and almost forget what happened
And then it'll come back and hit me.
Moments replay in my head over and over and over
And I can't help but picture you with her,
Knowing you're happier with her.
I try to think of hints that I should have picked up on,
Red flags I should have seen.
I can't sleep because every time I close my eyes,
I see your face smiling next to her
And I think about how you.don't.love.me.
But despite all of this,
I have no regret, no hate, no wishes for your unhappiness.
I only have this sick feeling that has nothing to do with my health
But is only caused by a broken heart.
Please tell me what you think
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i love this
good work
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Oh, you have expressed this all to well, and i sadly can say that i know the feeling, and you said it correctly, clear emotion, raw, in a way, smoothly written though & a great read!:]
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Boys = need to die.
<3 that is all.
We talked on AIM about this poem, so i feel dumb saying everything i said to you again on here.
<3
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oh sonya, i'm sorry.
this poem is beautiful, it has such a sad quality to it.
i hope your heart gets fixed. i dont like knowing you're sad.
i love you<3
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He was a lying, cheating bastard. But for some reason, I'm not as upset as I thought I would be.
I love you too. and I miss you! <3
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I enjoyed reading this poem, however Im sorry that your heart is broken. Although it is, you made a lovely poem out of it.
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