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DARK POETRY | RELATIONSHIPS | POETRY PROSE | PAIN
Dear Liars…
You should know, no one appreciates you.
Dear Liars of the world,
You can’t lie to her and still call it love.
You can’t deceive her and say it is fate.
You cannot bring her into a relationship, the reality of which, she never consented to.
The pain you are about to cause her is not special and it won’t have been worth it. Not for her, anyways.
Don’t romanticize what she has done for you. You can’t.
You can’t any more than you can romanticize a public toilet. A temporary stop, designed for just one thing: your personal relief.
You got what you wanted, and get to say she deserves better while you slink back into the darkness?
As if that heals her?
If you truly believe she deserves the best the world has to offer, you never should have fucking touched her.
Don’t tell her what a pure heart she has, how amazing she is, and especially don’t tell her how beautiful she is. She already knows these things.
That’s why she’s kicking you out of her life.
