Some nights I think of texting you.
In those moments I am ready to confess
Be honest
Change less.
But then I think deeply and
Know that I do not want to be
The man who could not take no for an answer
So I take the hint and
I remember the look in your eyes when you
Broke us.
I tell myself
I cannot bear that look
Over,
And over,
Again,
Anyway.
Author's Note
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Today I Passed Your House And Realized I Wasn't Over You
Poetry"It isn't until we are falling, I think, that we realize just how high we once were." a poetry collection reflecting on the fall, written while falling. completed
