BREAK EVEN

poem
The rain remembers my face with it drop.
It drops cast away my stray tear,
As I watch you leave me here.
My heart mourns,
For my lips seems to lost its words

I get jealous at everything that touches you.
Even the way the rain touches you is a bit suspicious
I gave you my heart.
As I stood and watched.
But you gave it right back
I could not watch

At the end the heart breaks
But it does not break even
For you never felt the same

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