Marinating in My Misery

Marinating in my misery, I reflect on

All the things I did wrong with us

And how much I hate you

And how much I love you

 

Steeping in my sadness, I imagine

How you’ll come back to me, knowing

that you were wrong and

I was always the one

 

And you will tell me you’ll never

hurt me again, because you know

that we were meant to be

together forever

 

And then I realize that I have become

a 7th grade girl getting over her first

boyfriend. And I open my eyes and

turn on the TV.

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