Did I make it that easy
for you to walk out of my
life like it was nothing
to leave me with so much pain
and grief, so much emptiness
and no peace, inflicted upon me an
emotional injury so deep
it felt like infinite bottomless pitDid I make it that easy
for you to become the architect
of my greatest pain, shoot me
down time and time again,
like I was nothing but an
easy target, leave me
with my head hanging low,
heavy with the thoughts of you
as I seated on that front porch
watching you goDid I make that easy
for you to leave just like that
said you cared, but a few bumps
here and there
within the relationship and you
broke up with me over a text
leaving me with a wounded soul
a pain am failing to suppress,
feels like am journeying towards
a mirage and I ask myself
will this desert ever end?Did I make it easy for you
still I ask, a thousand questions
in my head later and a few downed
bottles of cognac,
pretending am over you, am right
back to the pain, emptiness,
grief and regrets
and I know I'll never stop loving
you, no matter how many randoms
I sleep with, how many bottles I down
I'll just have to let go and wait it out
while this new heart mends
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THE SAGE'S DeCLASSIFIED SURVIVAL GUIDE (FOR DUDES AND DUDETTES)
PoetryIf life is a struggle then we're a beautiful mess.