She didn't deserve to see you leave.
She was the perfect everything all for you, tried her hardest to please you to the point that she became a mould of something she once was.
You left her.
You left her all alone with no one to call home anymore.
As her friends and family said their condolences all she could think about was how unfair life was,
and how yet again she would be sleeping alone,
in a bed you once called your own.
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Unspoken Thoughts
Poetrycollection of late night poetry and thoughts ~ madness, heartbreak, love and isolation. a mess of my mind depicted in a book. (lowercase intended)
