Bile rose to my throat
As I watched my girlfriend of 3 years
Cover another girl's mouth with her own
My heart froze in the cage locked in
My knees buckled from under me
And my head swarmed with all the words she never spoke
Whenever I'd say I love you she'd reply with I adore you and she never could hold me for the whole night and all the text messages and the late night work calls, all the signs were the
A storm was always brewing and today I realize what a thunderstorm really feels like in the eyes of a 5 year old.
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From The Attic (poetry)
PoetryFrom the attic is a book with thoughts and qoutes and countless poems I've stringed together with the scattered words in my mind. any
