I won’t go back
To that place
Where I thought, hoped
That you might be
Him
I can’t erase
The things you said
Critique without
Compliment
Judgment without
Understanding
You only care
About You
You are the center
of Everything
Everyone
And when you’re not
the world is wrong
You fuck
and then judge
And let no one
Truly close
You delight in being vague
Your communication currency is
Grey
Or Twilight
- Neither clear nor good nor bad, just
Undecipherable
So I ask questions
I open my heart
And you crush it.
Or at least…try.
But I know this:
I am better than that
I deserve more
I demand it
And someone luckier than you
More open than you
More loving than you
Will have the prize that is me.
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