You begged me not leave you and I promised I wouldn't.
But you did.
And you still do.
So it's ironic really.
How you were the one feeling scared,
when in the end,
I was the one needing help.
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Poems For Them
Poetry"I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can't feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often." Charles Bukows...
The Promise
You begged me not leave you and I promised I wouldn't.
But you did.
And you still do.
So it's ironic really.
How you were the one feeling scared,
when in the end,
I was the one needing help.
