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Loving you was like tearing out my insides.
Slowly but surely.
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“Do you even know what you did to me?”
She screams. She screams again.
It’s only now, she realises, she can’t say it out loud.
Maybe he doesn’t even want to know.
The things she wants to tell you, but you won’t ever know.
YOU ARE READING
All The Things I Never Said
PoetryFor one who lost so much to another, for so little For those who have lost so much, to so few. For those, who are not wounded on the outside, but internally. For those, who have a yearning so deep for another to be happy, but will never be able t...
