Closure is what I seek;
But where you I go from here?
Moving on is like accepting fates
Funny game. But do I have a choice?
As much as I’d like to say
It, I’m not over you; over us.
I convinced myself that I
Hated you when in reality,
I hate myself; for reasons
You can never understand because
You were the devil in disguise;
The thorn on a beautiful rose
That cut me deep down to my soul
And left a huge scar. You left me
Bleeding on the floor when I
Begged to live. But what do I do
Now? Do I hold on, or let go?
Do I fight, or accept defeat?
Love is a funny game;
But I was never prepared to play.
And I lost.
– Okoto Enigma
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