The Day We Broke Up!

its 7.30
i was walking
hand on my phone
phone on my ears
i wonder why she hasnt answered any of my calls
38 on the dialled lists
8: 43 now on the clock,
A car passes over
she answers my call
but a male voice speaks

my world collapsed
reality hit my head

time for another walk
breathe in, breathe out,
process, analyze and think
temperance,
honesty,
integrity

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poem by Eugene Lumanlan
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