And my heart screams out to you
Come back, come back!
My love, I’ve left you in the darkest moment
when I needed you most.
Why does it feel like the demons
inside bursting out so
violently out of hate and scorn
Wasn’t it always you who betrayed my empathy?
But no! Hollow words on hollow paper
Fear not the writer for he is forever lost
Let us be friends, my dear
Walk with me on the darkest days of night
and hold my hand as closely as you once
held my heart
The days may come when the nights seem
less daunting than the days
But that time is far, far off…
For now, these words ring true!
You, hear, me, why?
Because hearts lie together at dusk
and separate at dawn
That’s how it’s always been
From the birth of man
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