I don’t really need you.
I want you and that’s a whole
different kind of curse.
All of them were just sad to be
with after you. I was looking for the
ecstasy you kept me in and all
I found was disappointment.
You wrecked me in a different level.
The problem isn’t forgiving you.
The problem is forgiving myself.
Eloquently beautiful
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Simple and valid. Thanks for sharing!
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If the love was an illusion then so to was the efficacy we imagined was ecstasy or so I keep trying to convince myself. But then again I’ve often lied to my heart for the sake of lovers I thought loved me equally after she- broke me down. Oh, listen not to me, I’m still in ruins exacerbated from the last set of lovers to leave me here in my …bitter truth. ; ) My pleasure…
Will you give me a cup of hot tea in some poetic evening? 🙂
Hearttouching and deep…😍
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Reminds me of a stupid situation I was in once…
Such an awful situation, trust me I know
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Self-forgiveness always is… Very profound and beautiful! Thanks for sharing
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Deep and beautiful!
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