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I live my life teetering on the edge
of obsession and despair.
Your words cut me like a knife
And you don't even seem to care.
--
My heart is breaking and hurt feelings
have become a constant companion to me
This is why I must let you go
and set my spirit free.
--
To heal the wounds of this unrequited love.
I must learn to take care of myself
put away the obsessive love ever so
high upon the shelf.
--
These ties that bind are hard to sever,
just thoughts of letting you go
makes me ache so very deep inside.
I love you, yes, but you don't love me
a fact that can no longer be denied.
--
I know you don't mean to hurt me
but your love is like a wildfire,
consuming all my common sense,
leaving behind nothing but
charred remnants.
--
Farewell, my darling love, though it
may break me in two, I must release you,
release this bitter heartache to
recreate myself anew.
--
Though tears may fall, and my heart
may be torn, I have to stop loving you,
and be reborn.
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Don't get to excited, y'all. I'm saying this now but next week I might be begging her to talk to me... :/ It's a process I guess. - Sam
About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me



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