New last name.
New profile picture,
smiling.
A smile so big it had to be real.
But why is that?
How are you able to smile like that,
after knowing how many people you've hurt?
Do you not realize the depth of the pain you've inflicted?
Perhaps you don't care to know,
because knowing that pain
would mean you'd have to accept
what
you've
done.
Done to me.
To other girls.
But that smile.
The new smile you carry so boldly
sent me into a rage.
Thinking about that pain you caused
and you not wanting to accept
what
you've
done.
YOU ARE READING
Ache & After
PoetryIn this poignant collection, the author navigates the raw, unspoken moments of life-capturing the depths of sadness, the complexity of love, and the painful beauty of heartbreak. Through short stories and heartfelt poetry, the book explores the stru...
