I'Ll Be Fine
The lamp you broke, I replaced. The closet door is back in place. Yes everything seems fine. Except in this old heart of mine. I suppose it will heal, with time. Till then I'll pretend to be fine.
I hate how you can be so cruel, I always took you back. I AM A FOOL. I believed you when you promised change. The results always the same. Causing nothing but pain. Sleepless nights crying beneath the sheets. quietly, because the children sleep.
Copyright © Debra Easterling | Year Posted 2015
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