It's my fault.
I should've tried harder.
I should've listened.
I should've given you your favorite pancakes.
I should've hidden my problems better.
I shouldn't have tried to argue with you.
I shouldn't have let you go see another girl.
I shouldn't have let myself break down in front of you.
Maybe you would've stayed.
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The Golden Girl
PoetryJayla was the perfect golden girl. With every bright girl comes a dark mind. Was Jayla's mind just too dark?
