See Koolmom I can be deep.

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A guy goes over a friends house, not me because I am not clumsy. he reached in the fridge for a 2-liter of sprite. As he pulled it out he bumped the mug he bought for her. Instead of the typical circle mug it was heart shaped in the inside and the handle was also a heart. Eventually she came back but this is what he wrote in the meantime.

See Koolmom I can be deep.

With one small push it was over.
Her eyes looked back at me
With the emptiness I had grown to fear,
Far too fragile.

Trying hard to express no emotion,
I watched and waited,
Seeing the pieces scatter.
This will not end well.

Slowly she rose,
Time seemed to slow.
By my side she saw,
The pieces of her heart.

Only two weeks old,
The passion still fresh.
Unwilling to let go
She went to Meijer for super glue

Nearly fifteen minutes,
No end in sight.
A broken heart
Over a glass of sprite.

I told myself  I wouldn't miss her
damn I lied
I just wanted to be happy
damn I tried.

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