I woke up one day thinking of hurting you
I didn't have remorse for you because you cheated.
I was in a daze, I was frustrated at you, the world, even at God.
I let you come back in my life, I let you close again.
But you didn't know I had a knife behind my back.
I could have stab you like you did to me.
But I didn't, I cut the roses in front of you.
I laughed a little, I knew that stabbing you would be my dream.
I decided to plot against my lover.
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author's note:
So this week has been a rough type of week, so I been going through things and this is the last chapter of the untitled, I can say the untitled are rough love poems ig.