I was wrong all this time.
It was never about getting over you.
It was about stop believing I
was special. It was about seeing
our fairytale for the nightmare it was.
It was about seeing myself as just
one more in your line
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3 thoughts on “Poem #26”
it’s less about you being just one more in a line
it is about him being just another line of poetry
a sadly worded rememberance
another ode to loss
but in the end it was his to lose
and your newest scar to gain
a whispered memory of pain
another etching in the cathedral of you
This is beautiful, thank you 😊
of course. as always your words are a delight, even when coated in sorrow.