you were still with her.
same shit
everyday.
you started to complain
about
the things she said to you.
fighting constantly.
how embarrassing must it have been
for you
to be with a woman
who constantly gave you shit
for
petty things.
YOU ARE READING
for him.
Poetrythis has no order. but a broader meaning. this is for you. the man who broke me.
petty love.
you were still with her.
same shit
everyday.
you started to complain
about
the things she said to you.
fighting constantly.
how embarrassing must it have been
for you
to be with a woman
who constantly gave you shit
for
petty things.