REMORSE- A poem by Joshua Blackwood #poetry

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Guy’s a dick
This boy you call your lover


He wouldn’t consider slicing you peaches
Or feeding you while you read


Wouldn’t trace the roads in your hand
Your pulse

Wouldn’t write sonnets about your eyes


Would he walk away from everything if you asked him?
Bleed for you and tell you you’re worth it?


I was perfect
Except that one time
I don’t remember her name


“I love him,” she says

“Because he isn’t you”

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