My heart is like jet.
Midnight.
Shining like stars unseen and twice as far.
Cold from a lost love, cracked too many times.
I thought time could heal.
That everything gets better eventually.
Only, it didn't.
My heart is still as cold.
Still as lonely.
Still as black.
Still as broken.
Frozen in time, in space, in love.
It's like I never existed.
I never did anyway.
Not to you.
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