Severed Strings

Darkness surrounds me.
I am not alone,
so why do I feel lonely?

Why, so often,
do I cry myself to sleep?

Why does it hurt so,
like a knife in my chest,
whenever I think of you?

I can't still miss you,
can I?

You left me,
shouldn't I hate you?

When you left,
I said some awful things;
can you forgive me?

When we meet again,
will we still be friends?

© Crystal Middlemas 
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