You

This face I put on

Filled with Smiles

Laughter, Jokes and

Energy

Is just a Simple Facade.

If only You could see

How things You have done

Have now affected me

You knew my past

The whole reason

For being who I am

Yet You still did this to me.

The Looks,

The Glares,

The Whispers.

The things we shared I am grateful for

But these feelings of pure

Hate

Anger

Loss

Don't seem to want to fade.

I hope someday You see

Just what You did to me

And regret it

As much as I now regret

You.

The End

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