I think we are gonna be friends

Writing is Therapeutic

There are those that say, “It’s better to have loved and lost,”

but they have no idea what they’re talking about.

The truth is that ignorance is bliss.

That love and lost shit really has no clout

 

I’ve always been afraid that I’m really unimportant,

and this seems to confirm my every, awful thought.

When it feels like I can be just brushed away,

nine months of commitment turns into putrid rot.

 

All the good memories have turned into ash

Painful reminders of what I’ll never again have

 

I should have seen it from far away,

and I did. I’m not that blind.

But broken hope fed my desperation…

 

You know, I haven’t cried like this in a long, long time.

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