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leaving isn’t the hardest thing
I’ve always dreaded leaving,
scared that if I did
I’d miss out on something good.
But after all of those times I stood alone
wasting my time
manifesting someone back into my life
or wishing they’d never been there at all,
face stained with tears and mascara
and my voice echoing out that
“this isn’t fair!”
I’ve realized leaving isn’t the hardest thing
—being left is.
yes, this could be a poem about him leaving me,
but what about all the times I left myself?
© helz
scared that if I did
I’d miss out on something good.
But after all of those times I stood alone
wasting my time
manifesting someone back into my life
or wishing they’d never been there at all,
face stained with tears and mascara
and my voice echoing out that
“this isn’t fair!”
I’ve realized leaving isn’t the hardest thing
—being left is.
yes, this could be a poem about him leaving me,
but what about all the times I left myself?
© helz
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