Two years ago,
you beg for me to let you go
It's painful to know you're not happy
with me anymore
I can't make you stay
so I let go of your hand
Right now,
you want to come back in my life anew
You think I would be happy and
accept you with my arms wide open
but no, I can't and I wouldn't
because the wounds you left yesterday
became my scars today
so when you said "I love you"
I couldn't believe I bleed for even more.
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Promissory Note
Poetry"How many promises are turned into sorry?" *** Date Started: 05-23-20 Date Ended: 05-26-20