You ruined her life completely.
Piece by piece.
She is on the coast of Italy, begging the ocean to heal her, because of you. She had to drop out of school because of you. For the past month, she has been a cycle of razor to throat - razor to throat - because of you. I feel like despite all she's doing, I'm still losing her because of you. She spent three weeks on the teeter tottered edge of dying and dead because of you.
I still don't know why you wanted to do this in the first place.
I still don't see how she did you so wrongly.
She didn't do anything to you.
Clearly you decided against doing the same.
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This Is Where You Learn to Move On
ПоэзияThe random thoughs, the missing pieces of puzzles that I will never click together. Bits and pieces that won't end up in a manuscript. Highest Ranking: 16 in Poetry cover credits to the outstanding @eccentriphilia
