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Jul 2017
She begged me to stay as I headed toward the door
But the longer I lingered the more painful it would be to leave
She was the type of girl to be sweet and give you kisses before you left for work she'd pack you a lunch so you didn't have to stress it

However as I closed the door behind me I reflected not on her flaws but my own as the meaning for my sudden departure
she would give up her life just to keep me happy
I would drain her life force and wither her away with my lack of drive to do anything but smoke **** and laugh at simple things
So you see she was a beautiful butterfly waiting to bloom in her chrysalis
I just couldn't do it be the reason she never got to bloom only able to provide cold winters when in summer she shines like the sun and kisses bring you tastes of heaven

AS I headed to my car I turned back to see her standing there tears streaming down her face her heart shattered
I was the bull in the china shop the cause of her current sadness
Better for her to cry now then to stare at me with disappointment in her eyes knowing  she picked a child of a man unable to give her what she truly deserves

Shes on track to be a college grad and I'm just living working a dead end job to pay rent no drive or motivation I feel like the **** of the earth a man full of potential but no drive to match self destructive behavior is always on the craving  addicted to soul searching but to myself I feel empty

I'm getting in my car to drive myself home alcohol and alone time are on my dinner plate
I get to my car only to feel the vice grip of a crying lover squeezing me begging me not to go and throw this away
She bury her head in my back and I can feel the tears soaking my t shirt covering me like hooks to make me rethink my decision
My keys are in my hand but I can't leave
Love is only a feeling and its got me feeling high and though every part of my brain is telling me to go just unlocking the door has become an obstacle So instead I turn and face her a squeeze her back the turtle shell around my emotions has finally cracked
Simon Woodstock
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