Miscarriage

I think I thought you were better than you are

No, I’m not saying you’re not

But selfish

And very unkind

Not honest about things up front

I fell in love with you because I fall in love with beautiful things in this world, and sometimes that beauty is ugly, but I can relate

And I accepted you I welcomed you

And when I found the truth. I still accepted you and welcomed you.

And you called me toxic

I can still love what I love afar, but I will never love you the way I did before because you’re not who I thought you were and it’s nothing bad nothing good it just is what it is

People are not good to each other

So please, the next time you want to feel sorry for what happened to you.

Stop for a second

And think about your actions

And how you treated others because of your selfish desires

And then discarded them and called them toxic yet you were the one that’s very toxic because I was free without any baggage I could not be worked on.

That was not in the present still

And then I met somebody else. Who is amazing

But I realize it’s the same situation as you

People don’t appreciate things they’re gone

I don’t need to be appreciated by you

Nor him

Nor anyone

I know myself

But I had to let this out of my being before this feeling becomes me

People are not good to each other – for the most part

I see it every day

But then I walk down the street

And I see the most beautiful act of kindness between strangers

And fortunately/unfortunately, it gives me hope

And I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing because
it’s live or die

Break or rebuild

There’s a fine line between those just like the fine line between love and hate

I do not hate anyone. I just think that you want appreciation from somebody that doesn’t want you and when you have appreciation, you don’t want them so how can you ever expect to have what you’re given

That you don’t even see

I understand that actually more than I even know because I pose a question yet I understand I’ve been in your place

But now I am done

You had a very wonderful place in my heart, and you ruined it without even realizing

You still hold special place in my heart

From far far away

I will not touch you’re tainted soul with my clean hands

It doesn’t matter what you do now

Because the thought of you

And me

Together

Will no longer ever be

And I am very OK with that

Think about why you are in the position you’re in just I am thinking about why I am in the position. I am in.

And change

Good night and goodbye


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