Her Endless Sentence

Her Endless Sentence

'...We preferred to split up, don't worry I know it's the best we could do
We now are friends, there's nothing to be afraid of.
I didn't wipe my tears before you called
Because I wasn't crying at all... Yeah, I was not...'

She confidently pronounced these lines by heart
Afterwards, with a trembling hand she slowly hanged up
While painfully tears slipped on her cheeks
Those that scratched her dry lips.

The room turned blurred leaving the echo of what one-day had been their song
With the lyrics that had used to kiss her ears with a delicate touch before.
She had today glanced his ex-boyfriend's best friend
'So this is the end, we are supposed to be just friends', she said to herself.

Her messy hair had lost its bright colour,
No more diets were worth taking up in her world
If he was not there to encourage her to go ahead.
While the imperfect girl served her endless sentence.

'...We preferred to split up...
So, at what time was that football match?'

He confidently pronounced these lines by heart
Afterwards, he quickly hanged up
He was late again; maybe he shouldn't have slept so much
Anyway, the match would soon start.

He got dressed and walked away
Today he glanced her ex-girlfriend's best friend
It reminded him of her
'But we are now friends so everything is okay', he said to himself.

His messy hair had not change a thing
He continued being the same
If she now was not there, she at least was his friend
What he didn't know was that she served her endless sentence.

...(Well actually, I know there must be plenty of guys that do suffer after a break-up, but in my case, he doesn't seem to be sad after all we've been through togethe... Anyway, I'd love to know what you think about my poem, thanks for sparing a few seconds reading it... And please, comment! )...

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