A collection of moments where rhyming was necessary.
Short, simple poetry;
yet, those who relate - too many.
Weird titles for humor, but that doesn't make the poem experience less painful. Those titles are painful to me though. You'll see.
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Back in 2011, I was seventeen. I drew this picture of me and my then lover. We never went to prom together. The names have been blurred out at the top. He was an artist, he couldn't just show up at a silly girl's prom. The world would talk, privacy and my safety were everything to him.
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When I was still dating him, before we fell apart. Before I messed up my own life. Before he cheated. Before I cheated. And at the end, I am grateful to him for being there for me at my darkest times and not once he gave up on me. Even though he gave up on our love, he still cared for me up til today. He stayed with me through everything. He was a dumb asshole, but he was kind. Today, we are good friends. He will always be family.
