My Broken Heart

They say it takes two weeks
to make something a habit;
well you are my habit.


I wake up to thoughts of you
that follow me all day long
and never go to sleep until
I hear you say "Good night".


But now that is gone.
How will I break you?
How could I forget you?


Hearing from you
was my favorite smile
and seeing you made my day.


Granted it was
a short-lived love affair
but one I'll think about
at least until the next.

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