It's ironic how when the smoke clears and it's all said and done
You can look back and see where everything went wrong.
Where cracks turned into holes
And those holes ended up swallowing up all the love.
After you're done lashing out at the one who left you,
You truly realize you left them emotionally a long time ago.
You gave them no choice but to walk away.
They painted a perfect picture you never bothered to look at.
They gave you all the ingredients to make the perfect relationship
That you never incorporated.
All the tools to build the perfect future that you left setting on the shelf.
You can sit there and blame yourself...yeah maybe it is your fault,
But at some point you too must move on and realize
That maybe you don't have another chance with that person,
But they taught you how to not ruin your chance with the next person.
© Seductive Poetry
Jan 19, 2021
Jan 19, 2021 at 4:03 PM UTC
It's ironic how when the smoke clears and it's all said and done
You can look back and see where everything went wrong.
Where cracks turned into holes
And those holes ended up swallowing up all the love.
After you're done lashing out at the one who left you,
You truly realize you left them emotionally a long time ago.
You gave them no choice but to walk away.
They painted a perfect picture you never bothered to look at.
They gave you all the ingredients to make the perfect relationship
That you never incorporated.
All the tools to build the perfect future that you left setting on the shelf.
You can sit there and blame yourself...yeah maybe it is your fault,
But at some point you too must move on and realize
That maybe you don't have another chance with that person,
But they taught you how to not ruin your chance with the next person.
© Seductive Poetry
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