Anti-Cupid

Copyright © March 3, 2005 by Richard J. Sereday Jr.
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Things felt different this morning.

Never have I felt so numb,
so heart out of chest,
so who am I,
what is my life,
what does it mean,
what is it for,
where is it going,
when did I stop trying,
when did I become this?

Never before have
I felt so all alone.

Never before has
someone hurt me like this.

Never before have
I been so undeserving of this pain.

What we had, was the best,
seemingly so perfect,
in every way.

I knew it, she knew it,
I said it, she said it,
the world could see it,
but for one.

The one who helped
to destroy it.

So why did this one decide,
to throw it all away for us?

Why, why, why?

And why did mine,
provide the assistance.

I want our prize,
the one we won,
fair and square,

you fucking robber
of souls,

you Anti-Cupid