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SPILT MILK
✨Yes it is a punishment every time you walk away and it makes me go astray.
The sweetness in the tone of your voice has turned to a trigger for my tears.
The word love is now a horse of a different colour.
So foolish of me to think you were the reason for my happiness but hats off to you for being the reason for my misery.
The pieces of my heart are like broken glass,glue them together but cracks will always be visible.
Who knew a day of sorrow is larger than a month of joy.
The more you hurt me,the less I cry and the faster my tears dry.
I almost shut down but I just realized,this is but the beginning of a new lease for my life.

© @Tamara N