more poetry smh
I was wearing white on our last day
You said "one more kiss," as I was turning away
"It was over" had never registered in my mind
If only I had heeded all the warning signs
I still relive each day so vividly
Doubled over, midnight, screaming agony
Been waiting on his words since we let go
Three novels filled with what I want him to know
Just to have them scorched right in front of my eyes
Wishing love could be trumped by what is left of our pride
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