I buried you today.
You tried to resist me.
I was able to push you down into the dirt
where I covered you, so you wouldn’t get hurt.
My tears spilled and seeped through the soil.
You felt them and understood my turmoil.
I buried you today.
You cause me too much pain –
an open wound that can never be repaired –
a weakness within me that should learn not to care.
I’ve hidden you deep below the earth where it’s dark.
As I cry for you, I know it’s best we keep apart.
I’ve made a headstone and written on it in my blood:
“Rest in Peace, my fragile and fractured heart.”
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