I spoke the words
Though they came hard
But I could see each
syllable
Cut her like a blade
Each word was a stab
at her heart
The final sentence the
coup de grace
A pregnant pause
followed
She looked stunned
Bemused by my speech
Then the tears came
But I had no words of
comfort
It hurt me to know
That I had hurt her
But I couldn’t live another
minute
In a loveless void
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