An arduous journey, him and I
I didn’t want to avoid mud puddles
I wanted my boots to graze the muck below
so I could feel like I was accepting of my pain
a discordant reality enthralled me and I had to write
he was once my acolyte
and now he banished all thoughts of me
when we finally broke apart I wondered
where the love went
was it hiding from me like a mischievous creature
waiting for the perfect moment
to strike its longing upon me again?
you say you’re full but you’re empty
empty
go ahead and break our story
send me your missiles
because I wouldn’t have it any other way
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