I read an article,

About emotional abuse in friendships and it

reminded me a lot of you.

I showed it to my mother and she said

The resemblance was scary.

For a second I thought about unblocking your number

Just to send it to you,

Caption it “It made me think of you”

And then block your number before I could get a response.

But I didn’t send it,

Cause I won’t cause a scene.

And while moving on is hard,

This won’t help me.

I’ve wanted revenge.

Never had the guts to go and get it.

Knowing you,

Made me hate having a conscience.

So forgive me,

If I’m still standing at the grave,

Because I buried you,

But you were clawing the whole way.

So forgive me,

If I’ve lost the heart for second chances.

Firguve me if I’m finally ridding my garden of the weeds.

And my bloom is not quite perfect

But think about next summer.

I wonder,

If I will be healed.