Feeling so helpless.
Not being able to give her what she wants.
Because I am not what she wants.
Not my time.
Not my patience.
Not my love.
My opinion no longer matters.
I gave you everything when you needed it most.
You took it and threw it out the window.
Goodbye.
I am deciding to help myself now.
My time
My patience.
My love.
I shall save for myself.
I should have known, no one deserves my time, patience and love, more than myself.
A lesson well learned.
-Lotte
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Salt
PoetryA Collection of poetry written by Me, Myself and I. Looking for a more "sweeter" collection of poetry? Make sure you find my second book, Sugar.
