Poem #6

I am holding on to you  because I think
low of myself. I don’t believe anyone will
want me after you, I am scared that moving on
means being left alone. That’s probably what makes
me believe love is what we have.
Strange.
No love story ever described it as something
so twisted and painful.

 

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