We broke up, according to me two months ago and I think according to her a month ago.
It’s not that I stopped loving her, she reminded me of foggy winter mornings.
I needed someone who would remind me of gorgeous summer sunrises.
It’s not that I didn’t love her, it’s just I met someone who reminded me of unicorns and rainbows.
I think I hurt her.
I was just mesmerised by the new womxn who smelt like a spring breeze.
I don’t even think I miss her. I really hope she heals.
Have I become the people who broke me? My conscious sometimes wonders, but I keep getting high from the breezes of the new womyn. And think about her less.
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