when we meet
(trigger warning: abortion)
i love you
but we've never met
and we never will
i love you
but as i wept
i took the smallest pill
my love for you
a swirling dream
of violent, vibrant red
our path ahead
filled with debris
so i turned back instead
do you think we'll meet
when we're both dead?
can you please help me
escape what's in my head?
can you console the piece of me
that left when you did too?
can you forgive, forgive me please
for loving the woman i've become
without you.
Posted Jun 27, 2022, 2:02 PM UTC · edited
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