Liar
I am struggling.
I am sorry.
I made things worse
for myself
for not following
through with you.
I think about you
everyday.
My heart does ache.
I am married
to my pain
and don't know how to
move forward.
I was going to leave Tuesday.
But when you called me a Liar
I felt I should not come.
I wanted to get there.
It is my fault for not
having the courage to leave.
I don't know what to say.
I'm Sorry
I care.
I find joy
equinox.
I roll the decades
aground.
I'm sorry.
I believe
I'd find love.
And sweeter things
to have and hold
hands.
Along the water
sands and reeds.
This too must pass.
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