Pushing Through

I gave you my heart,

with no closed ends,

and watched as you folded it

and gave it some bends,

only to tell me

you just wanted to be friends,

yet,

you watch as my heart bled out

so now it’s dead,

but now i’m happy to know

that this truly is the end.

This poem is about: 
Me
Our world

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