I 've dated too many men with too many names that all start the same way. So when I feel trapped or terrified and scream his name to stop, be thankful it isn't your name that has me crying for this to end.
Regret it is not you that I am asking to save me instead.
Regret that it is not your name that escapes my lips.
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Blue Eyes and Other Sources of Drowning
PoetryFor the boy with blue eyes. For the love and friendship I grieved, and many other things. Started: 11/20/20 Finished: 8/8/22 My 8th poetry book.
