My Demon of Choice: Your Voice

My Broken Heart

Ever since you stopped speaking,

I have been left speechless.

Nothing excites me anymore;

I’ve lost my motivation for living.

I know I was listening to the enemy

when your lips moved so eloquently,

but how sweet a sound your words were.

For the first time ever I thought

love could be mine to hold.

I was so sorrowfully wrong;

the truth is such a bittersweet song.

When I see you again, oh how

I will fall for the temptation of your lips

and smile knowing you are my downfall.

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It is a sorrowful sadness when you no longer hear the voice of the one you love.