he could never leave me alone,
he got a new number everytime just to contact me,
his obsession grew,
and grew
that he called me every night
i stopped answering when i knew it was him,
he'd pull out his dick sometimes,
other times
he just wanted to talk,
because he missed me
i did not miss him,
i was happy without him here
and i never wanted him around
someone as toxic as him deserves to be thrown in a dungeon
he isn't worthy of love,
and last night
he proved that
YOU ARE READING
jar of hearts (a poetry story)
Poetrywho do you think you are? running around with a jar of hearts?
