To think that I never cared
would only ruin your image
The image that you believed
The image you loved
The image you needed.
But that is not who I am.
With too many broken bridges behind me
and at least two burning as I tell
My story of struggle
My story of pain
My struggle with love
My story of life.
I am not sure how you wanted this to end.
We have too much time for no one to notice.
Anger is a dirty emotion that fills your gap with rage.
Uncertainty though is far worse swallowing your being.
As you have seen it destroys what it touches
and leaves the body broken and slithering
No I didn’t want it. Yes you did.
Now if you never speak to me again
please remember it was me that you wanted
and it was me that let you go.
and it was me who didn’t stop you.
it was me
only me
Just me.
It was me.
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