Thursday, February 6, 2014

To Be

My thoughts
of you can
no longer be,
for we have fallen
our emotions 
running cold.
Your presence is
no longer a need
nor to hear
your knock at 
my door, 
for my body 
has grown too sore
my mind to numb
to see you again.

I need you 
to disappear
for me to never
again see your face
nor hear your voice,
for as my reality rises
I know we were
never meant 
to be. 

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