By Damien Knight
I wish I weren’t so clingy
That I didn’t obsess over memory
Wish I didn’t love you at all
Didn’t miss you, I want to hate
I want to hate how you lied
How you misaligned me to friends
Hate how its my fault
That I never meant for it to end.
I hate clinging and letting go
I let my feelings for you show
I was left lonely in the dirt
I don’t want us to “work.”
I want my Manda dear,
My lady with peritdot eyes
She who erases my fear
And has not yet to tell me lies
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