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Broken Heart Syndrome
Poetry

Broken Heart Syndrome

Dear Darling,

You’re the one.

I don’t want to acknowledge the fact that I could love someone else.

And if we were to part, I believe I would be diagnosed with Broken Heart Syndrome.

We’re starting different colleges now, and we will be more apart than ever.

I’m just afraid of losing you.

That’s it.

Sure, I’m jealous of that girl who’s known you since secondary school.

But only because she’s getting to see you smile and laugh that day, when it should be me.

I’m just afraid of losing you.

I have every right to feel this way, so please don’t tell me not to worry.

I’m just afraid of losing you.

So every second, every minute of everyday, counts.

And I must not waste any time not watching every breathe you take.

You’re my best friend.

And I just don’t want to lose you.

And the sad part is that you can tell me all you like that I won’t lose you.

But at the end of the day you can’t promise me.

And that’s what scares me.

If you leave me.

I’ll be okay, because I have God. And he is the one who puts strength in my heart. He will help me get over you.

But I am sure of it.

That I will live the rest of my life with Broken Heart Syndrome.

Because I will always remember what I lost. And THAT, I can never get over.

Because you are the best.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go pray that God will let me keep you.

And I’m just so afraid of losing you.

I love you.

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