I spent every day since you left trying to unweave you from my life. I wanted to hold on but I knew I had to reap the seams you had sown deep into my heart. I pulled them put thread by thread. My heart is free from all the strings holding me to you I'm free and someone else is patching the hole. Now your back, I'm not gonna let you use thread and needle, we can velcro tho, like children's shoes, built for lighthearted fun and playing with your friends, built to be easy to take off, it holds tight but it dosent hurt as bad to let go of. So let's be velcro friends, I know even that seems hard for you. And that your not gonna put alot into this friendship but this time its okay. I've got someone else who gives me his all so I dont need you as bad this time, it wont hurt to hear the rip of velcro like it hurt to hear the rip of the threads of our love. I'm happy to be your velcro friend
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What Even Is Love; My Collection Of Poetic Things
PoetryThe only reason I put this out here was because I couldnt share it with anyone in my life without upsetting them, so here we are... And I use this space as a sorta diary to sort my thought out so sometimes itll come off as greedy or ungrateful or je...
