I was so over you yesterday but this morning I wake up to your name letting me know you sent me a text.
I feel my finger reach for my bra strap as I'm ready to unravel again so easily.
I want to forgive you just because I used to love the things you said about my body.
I loved the way your attention made me feel and try to forget the way your absence made me feel ugly.
I shouldn't forget because when I do you remind me of it all over again.
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Blue Eyes and Other Sources of Drowning
ПоэзияFor the boy with blue eyes. For the love and friendship I grieved, and many other things. Started: 11/20/20 Finished: 8/8/22 My 8th poetry book.
