Posted in Poetry

When broken hearts mend

i’m waiting but i’m impatient…

very impatient…

he told me you would be here..

but you’re not.


where are you

we need to speak

it been weeks

since i don’t hear you breathe


are you alive

is this a lie

that I’m no longer on your mind


if its the truth

its fine

its been sometime

you left mine


it’s just

we have unfinished business

you have a debt

the floor needs to be swept


after that

we can both relax

no longer foes

maybe even friends


because thats, that will be the end

when broken hearts mend….



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