I hold you responsible for everything.
You kept your secrets to yourself, tried your
best to get into my bed while you were in someone
else’s as well and I was the fool that let you in.
Now I need you to undo what you have done to me.
Go to the night when we talked, I had my legs
over your knees and unkiss me. Go to the night
you first slept next to me and unhug me. Go to
every single day we spent together and untouch me,
unfeel me, untell all those sweet things when you
already unloved me.
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1 thought on “Poem #3”
You expressed this pain so beautifully that I call “unlearning”.