I could have loved you!

You!

You.

And your

Salt

water skin. Where

Your legs end and those

thighs

begin.

That crack in your laugh,

how in arguments i’d

never win.

 

Our life together will never be.

 

We’ll never laugh again.

We’ll never cry.

We won’t sit together,

Watching days pass by.

 

This is what happens when you lie.

When you cheat,

as cheaters do,

all of our memories are ruined by you. You

and that fucked up mis-

take.

How much did you think I could take?

Did you believe I’d be fine?

That I’d get better in time?

I will not stand by your crime.

 

Tomorrow I’m going to leave.

Tonight I’ll stay mad.

But all of this

is

just

 

sad.

 

This is where our love ends.

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