I wanted to run after you today

When you turned away from me

"nothing affects you , does it?"

"No, i'm sorry....." you mumble and walk away..

well, damnit why did you let me do what I did?

why did we almost make something not love

on my bed last week? Why did your mouth search for mine

why are there bruises on my breasts

I suppose your mouth didn't affect them, did it?

I suppose my kiss didn't dare affect what you think you are

So untouched, untoucheable

Quit throwing it up in my face that she was next, would you?

..and this is the last f**king poem I write about my ex. Thanks for holding out, Readers. Time to turn my talents to someone who deserves them.
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