Then bowed my head in shame

6 months – and not a sound from you

Not a word, No answers, Left without closure.

It felt like you had left glass shards in the four veiny chambers of my heart.

Wounds, gruesome and infected

Just to find you 2 am back at my doorstep.

Your name igniting the screensaver on my phone,

But this time I knew better.

I grabbed the cold brass door knob and slammed it in your face.

I wish

I wish that was how it went

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