For whatever reasons
I don’t care.
It happened
And I must bear.
Cocooned in
The benign tear.
Precariously close
To the snare.

I knew you
To be a scar
To the heart.
Nothing more
Nothing less
Thus we part.
Oh I miss you
So yes, a good aim
With your dart.

It’s time to let go
So I keep telling
Myself, I don’t know how.
Some friendships last.
Some don’t.

Superficialities have no place

In my life, never.
When did it begin
To have an end?

It simply was. Not to be.


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