I would have done anything you please it you had told me you would never leave; but you heard those words and set me free, I was too blind to see, loving you, was killing me. Thank you for leaving when you realized you did not love me, even though this, broke me.
Yanna Vlahos
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Giannulas Chronicals,
PoetryMy first series of poems, Falling in and out of love, finding myself again, and letting go of old pain. Thank you and I hope you Enjoy. New additions may not be found at the bottom but within the lineup. In chronological order. -giannula 🤍
