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Hindsight


After all these intolerable nights,
The truth slowly starts to surface,
All the petulant fights,
Little comments just to make you feel like you're useless.
My abuse is recreational - it's the fuel to fire which makes me do this.
I know it doesn't make things right.
I'm sorry that you went through this;
But it won't ever keep me up at night.

My #onesidedlove poem