We were liars.

Main, today is all about cruelty. Or, at least. Remembering all the cruelty I’ve experienced. Luckily, in the last two weeks, I’ve had one of my closet friends whom has hurt me deeply more than he ever knew, finally apologize to me. It was a relief, though I frankly didn’t believe him. As the saying goes, forgiveness is for yourself. The other person can accept or deny. I am indifferent. I cared so much for him and his life. But his choices made me drift away from a good friend. Choices. We all have to make them.

Day 17: “write a poem from the prespective of your ex”.

Oh boy, my ex. Technically, I am dating my Ex. We only ended because of third party outsiders, nothing between us really. He is, and always will be, my best friend. So, for this poem, I will write about the EX before my current boyfriend. The abusive one.

Galas, Smiles, and Twisting Arms by Eevee

Everything starts with a smile

So, you tired your best

To make me smile, ask

her number and next, the gala.

her pity said yes, her perception

Skeptical. Yet, I was determined.

Determine to trap you.

Though, you didn’t know the difference

My girlfriend, blinded by tomfoolery

Squeezing my tie, sparking on

Cologne, the kind you like so much

The door rings, her “best friend” comes

To pick me up,

The gala is tonight. I will present myself

Accordingly.

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