Pieces
It’s like a piece
of my broken heart,
not yet completely healed.
I look up,
only to see you flirting with my best friend,,
Yet another piece breaks away,
and I pretend not to care.
It worked before.
WHY NOT NOW?!
I guess I have no one to catch me from the
cliff like I did when I was with him.
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