A fraction
You have me divided, my thoughts split,
Wanting something new.
My emotions stretched over a thin line,
Questioning what’s true.
A fraction of our love remains,
The last tendon till we’re through.
Irrationally we played the numbers game,
Now we wait and stew.
If we subtract what we once had,
And look at what we do.
We are but half the people we once were,
Because now we’re over too.
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