My chest is constricting
I read our conversations over and over
And I wonder what I did wrong
We should've just stayed friends
I am not going to lie
I hate that you confessed
I hate everything I didn't do
And I everything I could've done
And I regret ever loving you
I watch you move on
A new person, that you like better
A better person than me
Honestly, I understand
I wouldn't like myself either
But it hurts
It hurts so much
Because I can't move on
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Author:
Mr. Not (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I am my exs friend and my exs partners friend. Both are great people but I absolutely wish me and my ex never got together, I'm convinced it would hurt less for me if i didn't have to watch them interact like me and them used to. I like to think I'm a loyal guy, and I think that might kill me at some point.
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Comments1
Sounds like an emotional, relational pile up on the motorway 🛣 of life. Been there and with you vicariously. And hope as with former like experience the moving on will dawn one day like a blessing in disguise, without fanfare or grandstanding.
Appreciate it cb.
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