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A terrible, nonsensical poetry and others - 7. Chapter 7 Courtesy of heart
How does it feels?
My love is like the beating of a thousand burning wings.
Have you ever seen love crafted with fire and life breath into it?
Yet the memories of your face torment me.
Your words echo in my mind and the happy memories haunt me.
I could still feel your stubble underneath my fingers and the warmth of your skin.
Why was it that I can't remember any of these good moments?
Not when I was alone and still with you?
Why the thoughts torment me still?
Why now?
Your promises are empty,
You have been as good as abandoned me.
Not even the slightest courtesy to care for my heart,
Is this...how you repaid me and the time we spend together?
How rage is merely pain searing its self on my soul,
I never received flowers in my entire life last I recalled.
Yet you would not even do me the courtesy of that.
I made the mistakes of never choosing myself and telling the truth.
Believe me when I said this,
"I will never repeat that mistake ever again."
So be it if my heart is sealed from love.
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