its nothing new, its nothing wierd, just one more thing ill think about until tomorrow.

 

There is no way for me to know.

 

I can certainly however,

guess.

 

Was it so simple as trying to take the drink from me?

Did I just fly off the handle?

 

Or did I tell you I loved you?

I wouldn’t put it past myself to pull that s**t.

 

Did I hit him?

Or tell him about

All the almosts

The so closes.

 

All the moments

            it almost happened.

 

Two years you two,

Have been f*****g behind everyones back;

 

a lot of time

for

a lot of almosts.

 

Or was it something so ridiculous as a masturbatory display,

For you and your lover?

 

I’ve never done anything like that before,

But,

There are quite a few things, that I’d never done before

 

Until I did them.

 

 I think I’m done doing thing I don’t want to do.

 

Maybe alienating you,

Was a necessary step.

 

Cut the bloody f*****g chord.

 

Maybe it was a good thing,

We opted for Rum and Whiskey,

Over a bottle of wine.

 

Maybe,

There’s no way for me to know.

 

It’s amazing really,

How easy,

Dreams Come True.

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[Spilled Her Guts in Cur..]

Wow. Thats one of the best poems i've read on here in a while. Really raw and harsh words. A pleasure to read :)