i was meant for heartbreak
to cling to pain at 5AM
for my heart to stir
at long forgotten details
about your hair
and the things you did in your hometown
you were meant to be alone
the opportunist that you are
finding validation in things
not meant to be yours
you told me you love me
but you don't know love
we weren't built for each other
just pain.
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𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
