my clever soul
in every touch could feel it.
You don't love me anymore,
last time I realised,
as every kiss, every word
was only to make me feel happy,
but not loving me.
And I have to leave
your loveless arms,
loveless lips
What is worse?
Being unfaithful because imature I was
or your heart still married to her memories?
Put the blame on me,
I put the blame on you.
I know you loved me,
you don't anymore.
At least you did,
I did,
Finally I let you go,
forever.
Silvia Guadarrama
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