Cold Heart

This is how far it goes
Now that your smile causes me pain
How you walk past me makes me envious.
Hope my throat won’t suffer from goiter
Since saliva can’t flow like it used to
You surely know how to hurt me
Without even a single touch
Modeling in my face without even a simple
wave
It’s the same place we live
But different lifestyles
Am high on memories, of that one day
When you said the words I keep recycling in
my brain
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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