He really meant THAT much…

I heard what you said,
And honestly, I wish I were dead.

I didn’t know how much you cared,
Or how much of your body you had shared.

With this other man,
Your memories I cannot stand.

You tell me how he meant so much,
How you had so eagerly accepted his touch.

You how much I care for you so,
So why the fuck cant I let this go?

I know I’ve made the same choices you had,
Yet the thought of you with another makes me sad,

You both together, was it meaningless time,
Or in your mind does he still shine.

Does he still have a place in your heart?
Was there no end to his start…

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