THE GOING

in poetry •  6 years ago 

Leave me, my love.
You murder me with these
short comings.

Somewhere else it works.
With our feet on the ground
it hurts.

It will always feel like cheating
to lie
with someone else.

Whoever he is
I'll wish he was you, but
I'm through.

poetry writing love poem
6 years ago by

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