A few days ago, I got a flash back of the day leading up to the very end - of the relationship with my ex-fiancé. I had seldom thought about that part on repeat. As opposed to the other minutes I rode into the decision to try and take my life. Those I recall in... Continue Reading →
Forgiveness is not forgetting
She will share your bed in the tent I bought for us, at the festival we based our wedding on, in the sacred space that you used to say was reserved for me. While you wear one of the many shirts I bought you with the jeans that I showed you how to wear, Swap me... Continue Reading →
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