How’s *****? He Died.

How’s *****? He Died.

A Poem by Alexandra

I believe that the way you find love is in the most uncommon places
So I found you at a shoe store
And you weren’t supposed to be mine
I emotionally was reserved for the next 6 months

It worries me how bad things got
But, this Love was so infinite
It hurts to think of the memories we shared
And let saturate our peripheral
We kept outweighing the good
Negating the bad
Until the bad accumulated so feverishly
We both ended up hating each other

We’re in the shower
You’re telling me this is your first
I for one never thought you’d end up here
But, it came so naturally to say
“I Love You”
You kept going
You always loved me under the water
“I Love You Too”

Maybe we should’ve left it at that
But, like two greedy children
We abused the very thing we had going for us
Honesty.

© 2018 Alexandra


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Added on December 9, 2018
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Alexandra
Alexandra

Roselle , NJ



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