Dear heart
My life force
My essence
My core
Cursed heart
My traitor
My bastard
My whore
Pulse quickens
While head swims
Wondering how it ends
Before it begins
Daring to try
Taking a bet
This is the one
I hadn’t yet met
Dear heart
So hopeful
So believing
So open
Cursed heart
Too wanting
Too trusting
Now broken
©2020 By Sarah
By Sarah 
(((hugs))) needed?
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Reminds me of High School… and Teen Angst. But I suppose it can/does work for adults too.
Never fun to have a broken heart.
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Yep! You nailed it. Nice write.
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