Grief🌫 [Poem]

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I feel a sense of grief as I tell you how I feel,

maybe because I’m scared of losing you,

or perhaps because I already have.

As time went on,

I began to notice your words

becoming less reassuring,

your actions more distant,

and your thoughts rather closed off.

You made me believe

I was the one to blame

for your lack of effort,

and perhaps I was

for believing you’d change.

It was my own fault,

I put all my energy into someone

who showed no interest in giving it back.

At the end I am the fool,

I am the one to blame.

I thought you’d change.

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