The Break Up
You love me
like a drought loves rain
but i don't love you
at least not the same
i am a beast
i hide in a shelter
of fake smiles and family
i twirl in circles
of short days and long years
i am a mystery
I live in a different world
of the wild but tame
where books come to life
and reality is never the same
am i alive
but im sorry to say
that our love has passed and gone
our friendship is still there
but not for long
By: Kylie Arello
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