a part of me still longs
for you.
of our calls,
of our walks.
a growing part of me
is becoming disgusted
by you.
by the lies
you told yourself,
the lies
you told to me.
by your cowardice.
that you could look me in the eyes
knowing full well
what was to come.

snakes bed with snakes.


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