“When was the last time you felt rejected?”
This is her way of opening me.
Pointing out the things
That broke me.
That breaks me.
I answered as tears carefully falls down
On my cheeks
As if feeling every pain
I intake.
“It was when I heard him say,
“It isn’t the same anymore.””
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 8:45 PM UTC
“When was the last time you felt rejected?”
This is her way of opening me.
Pointing out the things
That broke me.
That breaks me.
I answered as tears carefully falls down
On my cheeks
As if feeling every pain
I intake.
“It was when I heard him say,
“It isn’t the same anymore.””
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