you made me feel
like i was hard to love
and that’s something i
can’t find it in me
to forgive you for
after all, what good
am i to you
if there’s no sex?
seems like the answer
to that is a naive and
generous $400 and that
hoodie you stole from me
i told myself that if you
were happy, that was
enough for me,
for 5 fucking months
and what do i have to
show for it?
a last dinner together
that you were 40 minutes
late for, that i ate alone,
which is ironically the best
meal i’d ever had with you
and i think of you
years from now
doing to another partner
what you did to me
and in the midst of this
anger and hurt, i pity you
because, dearheart
when it comes to lasting love,
selflessness, reciprocity,
and symbiosis
your cup doesn’t
runneth over
it just runs out
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Author:
Boaz Priestly (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 3rd, 2021 18:20
- Category: Letter
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Comments2
Aaaaw, so sad! I'm sorry that happened but I like how you expressed it here.
The greatest loss in that relationship were time and money. Just the same, thank you for your condolences and kind words 😁
Ouch! Bitterness exudes from this one. Luckily you were able to get out of that relationship. Toxicity, unfortunately, will be part of love. It tends to give a sweeter taste to it when things are wonderful.
I was very bitter while writing this, and still am. I don’t generally tend to write breakup poems, and very much prefer my love poems. I am very glad I got out when I did!
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