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I'm Sorry

By Jena RileyPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
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Brooklyn, 02-03-2020

From afar she looked so innocent

The way she looked, the way she spoke, the way she admired others

She seemed innocent, like no one had touched her,

Like no one had broken her

And I fell for her innocence

She wasn't innocent, as much as she hoped she could hold onto it forever

She was broken, her skin had wounds

Her skin had been touched in ways she never wanted and the memories clinged to her mind, screaming at her in the middle of the night

Reminding her of the hands she wanted to forget

She wasn't innocent, her innocence was tainted enough to make her pretend she still had it

She lost her best friend to a drowning sadness, that was ready to engulf her next

The memory of which haunted her relationships and the way she saw the world

Her past haunted her and all I wanted was to protect her from her thoughts

From the world that brought her down

She wasn't innocent, but she wished she was.

She wasn't innocent, she never was.

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I wish I could have given her back what she never got the chance to enjoy.

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