While some
hearts were made to live and to love
not all hearts
were made the same. For this time,
our time, must
come to an end. Far above
some god is
laughing for this grievous crime.
While it may be
gods above that decide
what our fates
may hold. It is all too clear
that whatever I
had felt for you died.
I can’t miss
you, so please don’t waste your tears.
I know you may
think me twisted and cruel
but I cannot
stay in a loveless life.
To stay with you
would surely be fatal
and I shall not
put up with such great strife.
So fly away, my
dear, please leave me now
Flay away, my
dear, I must break this vow.
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