i look at the way you treat me
your harsh words, your groping hands, your inability to stay faithful
and
the way you treat her
lights at the zoo, loving gestures, the panic in your voice when you ask her out
and
realize you never
liked me much,
anyway.
YOU ARE READING
• first dance •
Poetrythis is a story from a segment of my life where i found love -or what I thought was- then lost it, as quickly as it came this is my experience these are my regrets he was my mistake this was my heartbreak 🥀 hey guys! welcome to my first boo...
