He sat back down in his Sunday shoes and tried to pick it apart the conversation he had last week is eating away at his heart like the red ants crawling on the ground her memory creeps back into his mind and her pretty face is all he can see in his eyes they used to make love passionate sex on the floor of their small apartment downtown but now someone else is inside her she said she didn't love him anymore and he wonders why as his heart beats now heavily and hollow in his empty cheast and he searches the cracked sidewalks for answers yet no answers are found
Reason for writing:
Losing the one you love.
Birth sign: Taurus
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