Unwelcomed guest.

Insideofthehideousbeast

It’s a peculiar loneliness,
Spreading like
An unwelcomed guest.
And I ride my bike,
As I try to digest
How is it possible, that he loved me less
Than I thought-
(When I didn’t think he loved me at all)
Turns out, I couldn’t be bought
And I don’t answer when they call,
Not with my stomach in knots
And its contents smeared down the hall.
Still I loved him with all of it;
Every ounce of blood
And shit,
And with every thud,
And every hit,
I loved him
With every little bit-
But I had to let him go,
Because he didn’t love me
(Enough)
So;
Theres nothing quite as lovely,
And no where to tip toe
But I am in recovery
From all these painful woes.

5 thoughts on “Unwelcomed guest.”

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    1. That is such a flattering compliment 🥰 Thank you so much! All great writing comes with time, but I’ve loved everything I’ve read of yours so far so keep it up! 💗 it’s a bit sad to relate on such sad topics, but good to know you’re not alone 💗💗

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  3. Written so passionately! Beautiful! Love is a fickle emotion with a lot of trickery!

    “Still I loved him with all of it;
    Every ounce of blood
    And shit,
    And with every thud,
    And every hit,
    I loved him
    With every little bit-“

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