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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