Too much

by Alexandraa   Jul 25, 2008


You put out your hand in hope of a grip, he did not hold it and your hand just slipped.

You cried so much waiting for a handkerchief, he did not approach you and your heart fell beneath .

You screamed out his name hoping he d run back , he kept on walking so you began to pack.

You rolled over in bed imagining his face, but he was not there so you began to pace.

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