Everything about this man feels like home to me
From the way my name rolls off his tongue in a familiar comforting way
To the way he holds me close when my thoughts become too much to handle on my own
His presence is such a calming thing
A feeling I can really get used to
One I know I don't have to fear will turn sour
But at times I feel myself caving into my anxious thoughts
And it seems so irrational because why should I?
When all he's done is love me with no conditions
Calmed my nerves simply by hearing his soft, low voice
I just wish I could fast forward to the part where all my worries just disappear into nothing
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The Aftermath
PoetryEverybody talks about the pain of going through a toxic relationship, the heartbreak of it all, even, once it all ends. However, nobody really talks about the aftermath. The toxic tendencies that you unwillingly adapt, the constant overthinking and...
