The things I don't say
For every secret I hold to my chest
The way you break me
Give it a rest
I pull bottoms from under your feet
You retreat
The things that I miss
Tear drops
New cuts
Silence in your voice
Even when you talk
All of the things I forget to notice
All of the moments I left open
All of the arguments we never closed
All of the quiet over the phone
For all the things that I never did
For everything leading up to this
For all of the kisses I never stole
For all of the moments I left you cold
For all of my indecisiveness
Baby forgive
But don't forget
All of these things
I've come
To hate about me
All of the things I've made impossible to leave
Things

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Colorful Cacophony
PoetryI love NoNameGypsy and Jackie Hill Perry. Poetic style with the slight peppering of innocence giving it that flavor I don't hear much. These poems are inspired by them. Love y'all.