7/27/10

Hostile Heartache

It was a cold winter day, when I forced you away,
For the warmth of another.
My love dissipated, my soul was again mated.
We were just a bad fit for each other.
You fought until I let it unleashed, a foul beast.
I really did tell you it was over.
If only you had accepted this, maybe there wouldn't be so much to miss.
You needed to let me go.
There's a place in my heart where you're trapped, even though I thought it already mapped.
My arms are hostile ground, my eyes a trap to be bound.
I can't love you, I love him.

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