It isn't what we left behind
That breaks me
It's what we could've build
Had we stayed.For a home is what you promised me
Where my home became you
But your home was with her
And now that your gone...
I am now homeless-fine
* Ik this is trash... sucks to say I had writers block the first damn poem 💀 I'll do better next time I swear 🧍🏾♀️... until next time 👋🏾
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Til Love Do Us Part
PoetrySome short poems that happen to appear in my head at night.... I hope you enjoy 🧘🏾♀️