you hurt me more than he did.
i don't talk about it often, but it's true.
he at least left, but you sent me away,
like i was the problem,
like i was the one hurting you.
you stayed silent when he grabbed me,
sometimes you'd even walk away,
as if it hurt to look at,
and if it did, imagine how bad it felt.
you would give me so much love
and tease me, just to ignore me for months,
at least he made it known
i was getting nothing from him.
you would pretend to care
and then turn away.
- back back back stabber
YOU ARE READING
poetry to make you bleed
Poetryif you've seen these in tiktok, don't worry, i didn't steal these!! my tiktoks are @writemeaway @herewefellinluv and i post these on there and vice versa:))) poems that i've written over the past couple of months, they are everywhere: favorable, so...
