Love is Lonely

He hurt my heart

He hurt my heart
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He said he loved me.

He said I was beautiful.

He said I made him laugh.

I thought he was telling the truth.

I was wrong.

I fell hard,

But he wasn’t there to catch me.

I fell hard.

I didn’t break any bones.

I didn’t get any cuts.

What he hurt the most,

Was my heart.