This Heart

This heart.

The one beating inside my chest.

The one that felt like it would stop.

The heart that broke when we were done.

This heart loved you.

I couldn’t beg you to stay.

This heart will mend.

I am sorry for
the bother.

We’re without
each other.

You’re probably
happy that you’re free.

I wanted you.

I didn’t need

I would have been
fine not knowing you.

This heart will
keep beating until the thoughts of you fade.


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