To girl who traced on my palm as we lay on the starlit school field: You drained away the last drop of love out of me...
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Sealed in an envelope
filled full with hope,
I gave my love away
with each passing day.
Waited for a return letter
but now it doesn’t matter.
She need not whisper
a single
word.
My forlorn heart
hurt
when I saw
Only herself in her
glaciered eyes.
That instant,
she was she
and I was nonentity:
My meaning,
everything
that defines me,
all donated into her veins.
Unrequited,
wasted.
My heart
scarred
with a needle
that will forever
prick me,
sting me,
torment me
of how much I used to love you.
You drained away the last drop of love out from me…