Games
A Poem About Waiting for an Ex to Come Back
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How long are we going to do this?
How long are we going to sit in this empty room,
our eyes locked
in an invisible trance?
How long are you going to keep searching
for what YOU lack in me,
digging deeper into me
when what you were looking for
was right at the surface?
The clock chimes,
another hour, day, week has passed.
Time is running out.
The walls are closing in,
my faith is fading
and I am slowly cutting
myself free of your hand,
even though I love to
feel your fingers
intertwined in my hair.
My soul is aching,
aching for something
that makes it feel
so pure,
yet so sinful.
Tick tock.
The clock chimes again,
and suddenly,
your name
has a little less meaning.
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Comments (1)
Wow there's so many heart break poems but this one is so extra ordinary.