My heart bled while yours fled

My heart bled while yours fled.
Unwounded in someone else’s arms,
enjoying the warmth of love
while I gathered the scattered pieces of my heart,
torn by none other than my own.

“The saddest thing is to be a minute to someone when you’ve made them your eternity.” — Sanober Kahn

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Inside The Soul

Writer — I am a personage, surviving the rampant effects of the 21st Century.