This is a letter for
you my love.
You’ve made me feel
used and gained for,
All the more like a
one night stand,
A fresh picking and
thrown when bitten.
You told me how much
you love me,
I should’ve figured
out you’re even scared to try it out,
You sang me a song to
pacify your heart,
After all, you seem
to have taken mine up the hilltop.
I know there are
things that you see in me you liked,
But why do I feel
that not a thought of what we were seemed important.
Not a call, not a
message??? I don’t ask much.
Through this at least I’ll
know I have something to look forward for.
The blade is beyond
my reach,
Reckless of slitting
me slow,
I’ve tried to make my
life at risk,
To go in the dark and
by the next bend hope some car swerves me dead.
This is my note to
you,
My sweetest goodbye,
my unrequited surrender,
I hope a lovelorn let
go if you pleased,
The death of my soul
as wished.
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