I sit here and think
About all the times you've done me wrong and how many times you let me downI can't help but miss how we were
When we would sit there together and just lay around cuddled up watching tvBut then I remember all of the shit you put me through
It makes me sick to my stomach
Knowing that you only have a fuck half the timeI'll always remember the good times we had
All the love and joy that we shared
All the sweet kisses and memoriesBut I'll never forget all the lies and fights
All the times you screamed at me
And all the times you made me break down and cryI want to talk about the good things we did
But all I can think of are the times where things were so fucking bad that I wanted to hurt myselfPart of me wants to call you and ask you how you're doing
The other part of me wants to forget that you even existed...
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PoesíaA series of poems. Some inspirational, others relatable; they all are meant to help me get what I feel out of my head and out into the world.