Saying “You're Sorry” Doesn't Feel The Same The Tenth Time Around. by ThisIsMyWonderland at All poetry

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White dress,
waiting outside a white chapel.

Memorizing vows,
rewriting them for perfection.

While you print yours off the Internet,
I've already heard all those lines before.

One foot in the church,
one foot out the door.

I knew you'd run away again,
that's all you were ever good for.

Trashed flowers,
forgotten “I do”s.

You left me waiting,
crying for you,
but I'm not coming back.