this is what my brain is supposed to be
a broken, mushy mess
full of our excuses
and words skirting around truth
because I'm too afraid
to say what I really mean
that I'm bitter
angry
jealous
sad
that I miss you
and that, despite the rest,
that never changed
secretly, I'll always love you.
1 comment:
You two can make it work, I think. There are miraculous feats in our world.. And surely, if you ended up with him, it would not be the greatest of them.
But I wish you healing no matter what..milypolb
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