Tell me.
Tell me who hurt you.
Tell me who tore you apart and shattered you to pieces.Who was the reason why you still cried yourself to sleep every night even when I was there? Who made you spend hours in the shower, crying, hoping I didn't hear your muffled sobs from the other side of the door? Who was the reason why you stopped believing that you deserved every bit of the love I gave you? Who was the reason why you became too lost- too damaged to love again?
Please tell me, give me a name.
So that I'll know who made you think you had every right to hurt me like they did.
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The Writer and Her Daydreams
PoetryA prose and poetry collection where dreams transform into something real.