Hours and hours
Of hope,
Of our compatibility,
Of how you know me, the best
Of marriage,
Of our 'childhood connection'.
Of me being your gift, you being mine.
And never mentioning that you are seeing someone else to get married.
You agree that our relationship and our talks had led me on,
How many times?
Why?
You don't deserve another poem,
For you are a chaos.
You don't deserve another chance,
For I find you gross.
I was but a source of attention for years.
Left everything for you, repeatedly.
You mother ******
Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 8:50 PM UTC
Hours and hours
Of hope,
Of our compatibility,
Of how you know me, the best
Of marriage,
Of our 'childhood connection'.
Of me being your gift, you being mine.
And never mentioning that you are seeing someone else to get married.
You agree that our relationship and our talks had led me on,
How many times?
Why?
You don't deserve another poem,
For you are a chaos.
You don't deserve another chance,
For I find you gross.
I was but a source of attention for years.
Left everything for you, repeatedly.
You mother ******
