"Would you take him back?"
She hesitated and placed her hand over her heart.
She let out a deep sigh
"You know I cried uncontrollably every day for weeks.
I sobbed and screamed, begging for the pain to go away.
I prayed so hard, so fucking hard for him to come back to me. Maybe if he reached out to me durning those days I would've taken him back in a heartbeat. But he didn't"
"One day I just grew tired of crying myself to sleep and feeling so damn exhausted in the morning.
I was tired of walking around feeling nothing and everything all at once. I was sick of being broken while he was perfectly okay."
"That day I realized if he truly did care for me, truly loved me he wouldn't have caused me that much pain and sorrow. He ran out of chances, he ran out of time, he ran out of my love."
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The Mind Of A Poet
PoetryMy first poetry book! Read and enjoy❤️ I wrote this for you.. Update; My first completed poetry book, #9 in Poetry on Aug 4, 2017. Thank you everybody for all of your support. I will continue making more. Stay tuned
