“I’ve been cheated on by women.”
He said.
“And, she did it with 2 dudes.”
He continued.
“I understand”
I thought.
The pain.
Ripping open
From fascia out
In pure paralysis
To what can’t be undone.
Finding yourself
Bent and broken open
By the same encasing you once
Felt so safe.
Discovering yourself
Locked and open
In a moment you
Can’t see the possible
Future.
You can force the done to
Be un-done and still it
Won’t do you much good.
But instead-
I say,
“..but hey your hair is so fucking thick;
You’ll appreciate it in the future, even
If you hate it now.”
{{A love letter to a eddie}}
About the Creator
S Sad
•conversations in rumination•
{{Free energy poetry}}
#slswritings
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