It’s grueling.. it hurts…

It hurts to put on this statuesque display

To conceal my heart beating out of my chest

My blood pressure rising

I pretend that it’s no sweat

I want to jump into your arms

Yet you are not there to catch me anymore

Such a chore to give this stoney face to the one I used to adore

We used to whisper sweet nothings

Now there’s nothing left

No one to console

As I timidly approach

..looking deep into your eyes

I now see how far we have grown

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