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You reject me.

However sensitively,

You reject me.

That hurts.

So much.

Eye-burning, mind-crushing

Body- bruising hurt.

Soul- numbing pain,

Searing white- hot pain.

I gasp and try to will

Breath, heart beat.

I walk for hours

Working off humiliation,

Unhappiness.

Finally a tiny flame of anger emerges

And resolution-

Protective armour.

Cool disinterest becomes

Ingrained.

It is a façade

And now I hate

Myself.

Shattered hopes

Stifled love.