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Hurt

Didn't you realise I was hurt the other day ?

Shards of glass pierced into my soles as I walked barefoot. You seemed to be aloof. I never said anything. You told someone else,"She's brave enough to handle it all alone". I wish you had come and asked me.

You sleep silently all day, refusing to acknowledge my presence.
I am not complaining ; I simply wait to hear your voice. I long to be looked at. Your gaze is my only desire. But you don't.

Don't you realise I'm hurt by your reluctance ?






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IceMaiden said…
I keep circling back to your blog every now and then. Always keep writing, you are awesome. :)

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