kbreinich

Him

After he broke my heart. 

I began to write about him. 

 

I wrote and I wrote,

and I wrote. 

And I described him in the 

purest way possible.

 

A hurricane. 

A drug.

My universe.

My vice. 

 

But now that I've moved on,

I don't see him like that anymore.

 

He wasn't anything above the ordinary.

He was just a boy.

 

A boy who didn't want to be with me,

and that's that.

 

- I hope you realize this someday 

 

 

Comments2

  • charlesbarrett

    Great piece! The evolution of your feelings came across very clearly. Hind sight is 20/20. Glad you were able to move past this boy and see him for who he was. Thanks for sharing.

  • burning-embers

    Great piece of work. Compact succinct. I wish more could be so economic.



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