He kissed me;I started tearing, everything within me
He was with me, in my soul, kissing my wounds,
He left me, my soul, my heart

He came back, nothing happened nothing at all
The stained shirts, bloody arms
The spilled ink on my papers

The room was black and white, you used to be in color
You have taken me by breaths
You have painted me in black
You have stolen my youth
I won’t turn back

156 days more, another text
365 days later, a hi
600 days after I counted every minute, every hour, every day, morning as night, waiting, wishing, hoping,
wondering, questioning.
Where, why and what made me not good enough.

Then I realized, it was;

her.


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