I wondered for a long time
how could you still talk to her as if it was nothing? How could you still sleep with her, love her - or pretend you do - kiss her, wake up next to her, being the light in her life?
Don't you feel guilty? Because I do.
- a question that will never be answered.
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PoetrySome poems about someone who didn't know how love me right, how I, myself, didn't know how to love me right, how I lost & finally found myself again.
