Heartbreak Countdown
Ten unread messages and nine missed calls later
I finally texted eight friends to call you a lying traitor.
Please don’t leave me, I’m not strong enough to grieve
Our seven birthdays together or the six promises that you would never leave.
You bought your ticket with a five then took my heart away for free.
My watch struck four, but you had disappeared by three.
As the hours went on, I stared fixedly ahead at the sun
And slowly lost sight of you while two sets of footprints became one.
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