I had to stop romanticizing a broken heart
I sometimes miss
The fantasy of you
The love and angst
I could hang onto
A story glossed over
To make it shine
When I was meant to be
Yours and you were mine
But that dream is
Buried six feet down
And I can’t resurrect hope
From this frozen ground
Or tell myself the lies
To make it feel real
I …
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