the bitter sting of her rejection, her silence, her anger
the things she promised she wouldn’t do at the beginning but slipped into like comfortable shoes
has gone
i wasn’t enough, she made that clear, it was the words i now see as honey flavored falsehoods, the promises that stopped meaning anything when the road got hard, that hurt still
they say there are other fish in the sea but she was a mermaid, a queen of atlantis
and i am a shark, never sleeping, never stopping, or i will die
it will just be without her
she is better off this way
and i have lost the will to care
This is two weeks too late
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That’s probably true
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Only because it was shark week 2 weeks ago
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Makes sense. Lol. Hope you are doing well
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You too!
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