In the quite dawn of the night, you came a beacon so bright,
Illuminating my world, turning darkness into light.
But now, the joy you brought, has turned into dismay,
Your actions speak louder, telling me to walk away.
You claim confusion, stress, a heart in disarray,
Yet, how can you wound the one, who chose to stay?
The shock of your disrespect, a bitter pill to swallow,
I never expected this, a truth so harsh and hollow.
You focus on your feelings, ignoring what is real,
The one who's got your back, the one who truly feels.
Imagine the shards of my heart, broken, scattered wide,
Your silence and actions, a tumultuous tide.
It's not the silence that hurts, nor the actions that depart,
But the brutality of your words, that truly tear me apart.
Your actions show indifference, a carefree, cold air,
But know this, with time, my wounds will repair.
If you didn't want something true, something deep and stable,
Lay your intentions bare, put them on the table.
Don't wound me with your anger, your actions so tart,
And leave me thinking, I'm the cause of your wounded heart.
©audrey29
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