Poem.
It hurts so much, I want to see you and to the end.
It hurts that passion, do not leave me alone, all night without moon more
It hurts the emptiness inside me, when I see you with another, without notice to you.
I want you to me, do the impossible to end.
I am a poet and silent cry in the dark room, heart broken.
Or will you learn to check in, or live life feeling …
You without me.
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