CRIPPLING MEMORIES
"Dear ex-lover,
How have you been today?
Have you eaten yet? I mean—has she reminded you to eat yet?
When was the last time both of you had a fight,
and let the night pass without a word, your hearts heavy with regrets?
Are you hurting?
I wonder where you are right now.
And no, I'm not hoping you're happy. I'm not hoping you're sad, either.
I'm hoping you're contented.
I'm hoping wherever you are, whom you're with, you feel complete.
I'm hoping that when you kiss her on the lips, you taste me instead and all the lies you've told me to make me believe that we are meant to be. When we aren't. "
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Fleeting Memoirs
Poetry❝Memoirs of love and madness ; ❞ Copyright 2017 © Vanessa Sheathes
