Withering Hearts
- bobakookies
- Feb 15
- 1 min read
cc June 2024
I lost my head
as i watched his eyes dim the sun in yours,
failing to make up for the absence of
the love he had previously adorned
for you.
Did he tell you that
you have the sun in your eyes?
or did his moon take all its light
before you knew?
The foreign expression I saw when he looked at you,
was my mind playing tricks?
It must have been so,
for i could never imagine such love to wither.
Soon enough, you will be seeing less of him
next to you in your vulnerable moments
“I’m busy,” he will say
but
we both know the war he seems to be in
with himself.
When the war is over, he will approach you
blood stained cheeks and forlorn face
“I don’t think I love you anymore.”
and we will sit
and think for the real tragedy.




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