Engagement Ring
He woke up one day and called it quit,
The perfect engagement ring suddenly doesn’t fit,
The sugarcoated promise I strenuously held close to my heart
Became sour and bitter for I am nothing but a disposable, easily replaceable critter.
I’m imperfect, impulsive and emotionally driven,
I disappointed you at every chance given.
And if you hugged me tight I'd burst into tears,
I'd spill my secrets and my worst fears.
Why blame you when I can reflect your rejection upon myself?
How can I expect you to love me when I don’t even love myself?
Copyright © Khadidja Megaache | Year Posted 2019
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