Repetitive Thought


I guess it was a reminder of conditional love
I guess it hurt her pride
I guess it made her realize that love does often die
She never should have heard it
She should have closed her ears
She should have kept the silence as proof against her fears
The truth’s wreckage was phenomenal
The truth, it hurt her soul
The truth, it left her broken and never again would she be whole
If only he had kept it
If only he hadn’t told
If only he had lied somewhat and hadn’t been so bold
She prayed for forgetfulness
She prayed her heart away
She prayed someone would take her heart and mend it up one day
But for now it would stay broken
For now she’ll lie restless in the night
For now she’ll lie there hoping that all soon will be set right


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