#WritcoPoemPrompt115
Threw out old boxes,
Regrets and photographs,
Empty pockets and lockets,
And still You lingered.

I was forever pulling stray strands
Of your hair from forgotten corners
And clothes throughout my room.
I couldn't scrub you from the walls;
Everywhere I looked,
I was reminded of your presence.

You are my
Dodged Bullet.

I look back on our relationship
Now,
And sigh in relief.
Your hypocrisy and
Purposeful slander
Casts You forever a villain
In my book.

I hurt You
By trying to be an adult
And making a decision best for
Both of us in the long run.
I can admit now
That I should've consulted you
First.

You hurt me
With the ultimate betrayal,
Followed by years of slander
To anyone who would listen.

The bitterness far outweighed
The original temporary bliss,
But man, am I glad
We ended when we did.

You walked straight into His arms -
Mr 'who? him? he's just a friend!';
Your parents always liked Him
More than they liked me.

You stayed in our...