Grip less goodbyes
My tear ducts became waterfalls.
I took that moment and made it forever.
I felt the need to hide, I felt no strength.
Weakness was my weakness.
Holding on to grip less goodbyes.
Sadness was truely felt.
Love was so known it was screaming.
Crying not because of heart break,
not because you need anything more,
But because you realized you did this.
Is a hard hit to the heart.
When you realize it's your fault.
But nothing can be done.
And something that has to be calloused.
Give your heart beat, some reason to beat.
Know your worth in the pain.
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