Don’t tell me it’s over

if you still love me,

that’s worse than

lime juice

in an open wound,

death of a thousand cuts,

open my heart,

spit inside,

like falling in a dream

into nothing

and nowhere,

a chasm so empty,

cries can’t be heard,

stripping fingernails

with rusty tweezers,

death without


But hey,

there’s more

fish tomorrow

and a sea to sail.

When love expires

there’s no time

to wait.

If you didn’t

say it,

then I would’ve,



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