left to die a slow drawn out agonizin life.
inserted to bleed me was the edge of ur knife.
yet I healed with the scars caressed by another.
it cloud of shit over my head no longer hovers.
finally free to open luvs packaged gift.
how funny is it that ur no longer missed?
for someone the has come along to accept me.
the way u couldn't seem to join me in reality.
a better version of u doin what it takes.
with patience openin her hearts gates.
I've found what I wanted to spill from u.
comin from the blindside of use.
the best thing I coulda ever done was walk away.
n when I did she took me n was willin to stay.
that's more than what I could about u.
so this is my final farewell as I did not lose.....
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