jamming out,  Poetry

Call It Off

*cue music*

Will I regret uttering these
Words so brutal?
I know I will be breaking my own heart
A blow to my own knees
If I decide to finally open my mouth
And talk
But I can’t lie anymore
And I can’t listen to your insistence
That everything will work out
You feel some form of love
All I feel is doubt
Disgusting doubt…
Your kisses are unbearable
Your touch makes me cringe
I’m falling in love
And falling apart
So the logical thing for me to do
Is to break my own heart.

© 2013 VicRomero

Hello, welcome to my blog! I am a 200 hr- RYT and a recent college graduate! My blog is a space where I share stories of my personal endeavors with some poetry, recipes, and yoga mixed in! For yoga inquiries, please email me at yoga@victoriap9.sg-host.com. For general inquiries, please email me at hello@victoriap9.sg-host.com. Thank you for visiting!


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