I wish you could take it back
both the lie and the sex
I deserve the truth
but tell me please
Why wasn't I good enough?
What did she have that I didn't?
The saddest part about all this
is the knowledge that we can't go back
to the way things were.
There is no before.
There is only after.
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Bare Bones
PoetryA collection of poems following a personal tale of heartbreak and healing. A note about the layout: Part 1: crave is the beginning. The inner workings of my relationship. The struggle we had with love. Part 2: ache is the breakup. All of the p...
