A Broken Heart

This is how to break a heart:
You dig a hole is his heart
Then with your eyes closed
You walk into it with a bottle
so that when you’re no longer wanted
you break it there into piece;
Not minding how to pick them;
You leave there unapologetic
Remembering those faded words
he spoke to you those nights
How you were his sugar
Yet not used in his tea
How you were his butter
Yet not ate with his bread
How you were his world
Yet he didn’t live in you
There you regret
the wasted years with him
when a deep hole dug itself
and brought itself to your family
but you had already fallen
into a hole dug by yourself
There you realise
the bottle broken by you
was actually broken in you
and so your heart bleeds
something like red.

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