You know what they say about nickels
And having the same thing happen
Multiple times
Three times it has happened to me
Someone I cared for, deeply and honestly
Left me for another guy
Twice they said I was a good guy
The third offered no comment at all
As my heart broke
My tendency to promote privacy
And encourage friendships
Abused
To set up someone else while still with me
So that they can never go a night alone
So they don’t experience what I do
Heartbreak. Loneliness. Longing.
I. Am. Not. Enough.
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poetic mistakes
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