Literally fuck you for leaving me. Fuck you for letting everyone else have a piece of you. Fuck you for not being able to love me. Fuck you for not being who I fell in love with.
I looked through so many old pics and screenshots tonight. Made my stomach churn. You used to love me so much. Why the fuck did you have to fuck US up so many times. I was worth more. WE WERE ENOUGH. I was enough. You just wanted easy. Even tho you liked that I wasn't easy.
Now you play me like a game of uno. The easiest game. But I don't get a turn. You keep throwing down skips. This shit isn't right. WE SHOULDA BEEN ENOUGH FOR YOU TO QUIT YOUR SHIT.
WE WERE GREAT. COULDA BEEN GREATER. YOU FUCKED IT UP. I played my part. But I wouldn't have had to counter if you didn't start playing dirty.
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2.5 Years
Non-FictionSomeone has told me that you grieve someone for half the time you've known them or longer. I don't want to grieve that long however this is my progress as to how I'm feeling.
