I don't want you anymore, and I haven't for some time now.
there is something, or things, about you that irk me.
I guess I'm just not allowing it to hide now.
you disgust me.
I could forget all about you and not care for the memory.
you will forever live through others because you don't know who you are.
It is quite saddening that such traits you cannot see.
It is known, though, that we suppress what we are less fond of,
and embed in our minds what is pretty.
it is supposed that this occurred when I "fell for you",
unconsciously, I was figuring out what I didn't want for me.
too bad your heart had to be broken for that nonessential to be you,
but I won't ask for forgiveness.
I am far from sorry.
this is just the bare truth.
YOU ARE READING
BARE
Random"nobody wants to go out in front of the world naked. As a writer, this is what you must do." - EN 131 prof. COMPLETED: June 21, 2016 3:12PM
