You'll Recuperate
His betrayal left a hole in your heart
that yesterday's memories cannot fill.
And anxiety's tearing you apart;
as the trickling tears continue to spill.
Depression's a sticky self-pity web
that holds you in its grip both night and day.
And the tides of worry refuse to ebb;
washing your fantasies and dreams away.
When a forever promise gets broken,
there is no way you can ever fix it.
For trust questions, every lie he's spoken,
noting that he was never a good fit.
Yet you fear your pain will never abate,
while Hope assures you you'll recuperate.
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