He lay on the floor,

A broken heap, a

Man with a bleeding

Heart as if she took

A sword and sliced it

Out, her words did

That instead, "I don't

Love you anymore",

Falling from the lips

He kissed one

Thousand times,

Every memory was

Her, each dream for

The future, a life

Built around her,

Losing all that he

Was in all that she

Took, love ends like

That sometimes but

Such is not true love,

It wasn't in the cards.

By Gail Constable

From: Canada

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