this is the last poem i will write about you.
i must stop wasting ink and paper
and innocent thoughts meant for someone else.
maybe the next one will finally be about them
not the fictional pain you cause my wrist when i’m writing.
but possibly
i’d rather be damaged by you once again
and again
so my gift has quality.
because all i have to offer the world is words
and without your hand on top of my right
forging love letters that you will never read yourself
i’m mute.
you should continue to come and go
so i stay relevant.
this is one of the first poems i will write about you.
i will continue wasting ink and paper
and innocent thoughts meant for someone else.
because that someone else doesn’t believe in my dream like you do.
~ 11/07/17
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