habits...
repetition...
they go hand and hand
as I thought of touching a hand
that already caressed another
yet still tried to tickle
the parts of my heart that she thought would keep me here
as she smiled and laughed
and danced on cloud 9 with someone else..
leaving me here just to peer through a door that she accidently left
cracked for me...
but someone has played that role before in my life.
that's a scene I don't need to see twice.
I don't want to believe in heartbreakers
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