today was a big day for me. i took two of the rings you bought me and threw them onto the side walk, then walked away from them. leaving them for someone else to find. leaving my trauma behind. i hope you'd understand.
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saying goodbye to you wasn't the hardest part. the hardest part was, and still is, wondering if you're okay. i was your first love. and even if it was unhealthy, it was amazing. you put a burden on me without even meaning to. i worry about your happiness everyday. and when i'm walking around at night, drunk, i have to resist the urge to call you to come pick me up. i know id regret it once the first ring went through. but it would punch me back into reality.
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Poetrysome may not make sense. appreciate my honesty and emotion. UMBRELLA TW FOR MENTIONS OF MULTIPLE THINGS! -ed -addiction -sexual assault/rape -self harm -intrusive thoughts -gore -and slight mentions of being manic • if your triggers fall under any...
