I knew it all along that I would be the only one to fall.
But then you flirted back and I lost it all.
I can't be mad at me, or mad at you.
I'm too tired to move on, but I know I have to.
How long have I even had abandonment issues?
YOU ARE READING
sapriculous
PoetrySappy + Ridiculous = Sapriculous. This is sapriculous, adorkable, sometimes sad, nerdy, poetry.