"I'm heartbroken,"
I told him
because it was the only way to explain everything:
this sensation
that nothing could be mine,
that I couldn't know it all
and couldn't love it all
no matter
how hard
I tried
or how many of these hopeless laughs
I cried.
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2 comments:
that's coz it ring a bell dunnit
:)
it does ring a big alarm!!:)
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