I’ve exchanged an overdue ring
for a bag of cookies,
sapphire, homemade,
two and a half years ago.
I’ve given up a friendship
for some dignity,
still having regretful dreams
a year later.
I left behind a good life
for a crappy college experience,
and my world goes on without me
for three months now.
I traded a cigarette
for a can of soda,
the fairest so far;
that was today.
I’d give it all away
for a kiss on the cheek,
to know things could be okay,
if only for tomorrow.
Author notes
hate it here.
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