Felisha

I begged her to stay, but she wouldn't.
I threatened to kill her. She laughed.
“You should just kill yourself.” I saw
Her last weekend outside of a restaurant.
Some new guy was with her, fawning
And laboring to keep her happy. I relived
Our past and felt no pangs of sorrow. Instead,
What I felt was substantial relief. As I turned
To go home, I thought back and concluded
I haven't missed her since she's gone.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-07-11 at 22:06

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