Unreasonable, my tears do they come?
It was as if your words were daggers striking my heart.
When practicality and unfortunate circumstances triumph all longing and want,
Anticipation crushed, traces of what feels like disappointment, almost betrayal.
Nonchalant apologies, spurred anger and pure frustration
For what of my stay here, if not for love and desire?
Emotions blaring, yet attempting to be forgiving,
It's funny how something that seems so insignificant
Causes the heart the pain and to refuse further contact and amends.
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