Unrequited Love

“I love you” she said

and saw immediately

from the laughter in his eyes

that this was amusing to him,

funny in that nasty, sneering way.

She’d offered her heart on a plate.

He’d taken it from her,

sliced it up

and swallowed it down,

then belched it out with a look.

She swaddled the remains,

pulled them to her breast

and made a hasty retreat.

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