I linger, hesitantly, crying in memories,
Tenderly, allowing my heart to grasp.
Hearing it’s quickening, aching almost unpleasantly,
Untying furls of ice slowly.
Rendering me prone as they imbed,
Touching parts of the heart, leaving,
So much left to be discovered, frightening me.
To remember those times I knew you were lying,
Opens my soul to a new dose of hurting.
Causing pain and loss of beautiful innocence,
Realizing my heart has been forever ripped,
Yelling at the demons to finally go away.
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