My actions. Her responses.
My words. Her reactions.
Like two broken glasses
We held our pieces together
Only to rub and hit each others
To turn into rubble that bothers
I shattered her dreams and
She shattered my hopes
Again and again whenever we meet
I don't see her and I can't be seen
We have reached a space where
Memories spread grief and anger is rife
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