Let's rehash the details so I can feel worse.
Tell me what you think just because it hurts.
Creep into the cracks of my heart and make it bleed.
I'm sorry you couldn't give me the things I need.
To be fair, I didn't ask for them. Or you.
I didn't ask for betrayal too.
Laid down to rot or to miss me forever.
I honestly just hope you never love her.
You must not have the capacity.
Or else, it'd still be just you and me.
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The Poetry Collection ♡ Republished
PoetryA soulful recollection and philosophies on life from a young, femme, punk poet. Poems ranging from when I was still in school, moving out, exploring the world for the first time, moving through the years, until now, being an independent artist and b...
