"get over him."
those words are the reason i don't talk about him. i am over him.
what i'm not over, is the words he etched into my head. hands across my skin that i did not want. fearing saying no, but never saying yes.
i'm over him. i do not love him anymore. i do not care what he's doing in his life.
i'm not over the abuse he inflicted on me.
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a racing mind
Poetrya collection of poetry, dedicated to the aching hearts who need help finding the words to describe their sorrow, but also words to help you see the best in things. - all poetry written by me unless stated otherwise -
