It's like stepping on nails;
It hurts and you pull away
only to find yourself bleeding
more than before.
At least you'll heal
even if you do get a scar.
Author notes
I just can't believe I broke up with my boyfriend of three years. I know, at least I knew, it was the right thing to do at the time. I just hope this isn't another stupid mistake I could have avoided.
So yeah, that's my personal poem of the day.
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