she keep looking back to the trailing steps behind her
little dent of footsteps that trailed her story like a hungry ant
hunger for the sweetness of love and will bite if its not fed
her eyes wander into the pages where tear stained blurred the long words
a simple dot at the end marks the ending of the story
questions left unanswered and plots left hanging
living pictures stay alive like an old video playing in an endless loop
reliving the slow motion laughter and smile as she sat next to him
their song playing softly in the background mocking the memories that comes
she tried to left the scene but her feet keeps rooted on the floor
forcing her to see, hear and remember
forcing her to feel the pain
that she once put on him
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