You left me.
It was probably for the best.
I'm so sorry.
You didn't tell me
that I was hurting you.
I should've realized.
Instead I let all my relationships crash and burn
over blood.
I'm sorry.
It's not your fault.
I want you to know that you can still talk to me.
I won't rely on you anymore.
But I can't lose my best friend.
It's my fault.
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Stormy Shoals: A Poetry Collection
PoetryAnother poetry collection from my heart, just letting the words bleed onto the page. I mask the hurt with pain, because pain demands to be felt. But hurt just demands to ruin your life.... 🖤🖤Trigger warning: everything🖤🖤 "Criminally underrated...