Ashes and Hateful Interludes

Time was a line

and I

was the one who cut it.

Severed the only link

I had to you.

I watched the passion

in your eyes turn to ashes

and never thought

to learn a thing or two.


You arrived,

the picture of emotion.

The look upon your face

was painful, too.

Just like the knife I used

to cut us

and split

this love

into a hatred.


Now you lie awake

and I just break

in two…… I hate

these thoughtful interludes.


HG -2016

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