The Hurt

I’m trying to be fair

But memories of your dishonesty

ambush me whenever the mood strikes.

I can’t believe you’re debating

The extent of your deceit.

I was vulnerable and there you were

Still acting a fool behind my back.

How am I supposed to get past something like that?

 

-May 2018

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