Sentiments
Was I part of your twisted fantasy?
Igniting emotions that you could never reciprocate?
The audacity.
Leaving over the slightest discomfort!
It was silly of Me,
to mistake all your red flags for fixable nuances.
Bending over backward to accommodate you,
I wish I had enough rage to hate you,
I can't seem to reach that degree.
All I have are questions, that only I seem to answer,
Letting go is a serendipitous process,
I am somehow finding comfort in the peace I have found.
Copyright © Ayanda Mkhulisi | Year Posted 2025
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