I feel sick to my stomach.
Things I kept inside in my effort to be supportive now seem absolutely ridiculous.
Hindsight is 20/20 afterall.
I worked so hard for something that was just gonna collapse anyway.
Words I should've said, things I should've done, and maybe even lies I should've told.
Maybe learning the hard way was beneficial.
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Author:
Wilted (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Stupid uncontrollable emotions.
- Category: Sad
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