Letting you go is the hardest thing I've had to do, if I knew I would fall even harder from that one phone call we shared.
I would have never called back.
You fucked me up so bad, I guess you could say it was my karma.
To string me along like that too then pull the rug right under my feet. That was hard to digest. If it wasn't love why does my heartache so much? I was so down bad for love I allowed myself to fall for you.
Thought it was soul ties when my soul needed repairing, misconstrued lust for love. I craved affection from the wrong sources leaving me dissatisfied in the end.
-a Pisces healing
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Growing Pains
PoetryA raw and uncomfortably honest reflection on what adulting is really like, from the perspective of a naive 20 something year old.
