End of story ... Mark my words

I would have preferred to have a knife
sliced and twisted into my heart
than to hear you say we should just be friends.
Like an unpleasant,
bittersweet fruit
leaving a distasteful flavor on my tongue
is what I would describe of what we once were.
You were just another heart failure...
A chapter that had no chance of being written.
A chapter that was not mine to begin with.
A place in my heart you will always have,
but make no mistake
that you and I were nothing more
than just a temporary state of bliss.

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