Giving up

I hate you.
Your blunt way of avoiding me,
in a manner
of the cold state of my coffee.
Your frosty words,
that are more frigid
than your heart.
Where the hell are you?

I scream out loud
to an answer
of an empty reply –
no affection
or interest,
or desire to know me.
Please…
Me on my knees,
buckled to the floor,
like an ex con
of my own sins.
I keep on listening
to your songs,
because this is the only path
to you.
You better be dead,
because I have no strength
to forgive you.

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