If poetry wasn't meant to be felt then why does every word hit your chest as if you re-lived a certain moment?
If poetry wasn't made to be relatable then why does every line feel so close as if you wrote the piece yourself?
We've all been there an...
But why can't I scream at you? Why can't my face turn blue through my cries of saying how much I hate you? Why must I feel my heart shatter when you say 3 words for the last time? Why must we mourn the love of us so painfully while putting it to rest so peacefully? Despite the feeling of wishing you nothing but the best—knowing you'll be supporting my corner It's so much easier to move on and hate you than have my heart filled with love and continue without you.
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