Of your heart
Now.
Of the limits of your
Compassion,
Of the end of your
Empathy.
Seeing how quickly
Best friends
And
Forever
Become nothing more
Than words uttered
In a past life.
I know the depths,
And I do not like
What I have learned.
I have begun to resent you
And all that once was
And I do not like that.
What misery it is
To fall so ungracefully.
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