The Worst Thing isn’t Leaving
A poem
A poem
Sometimes, the worst thing isn’t how you leave
But how you stay
When you check out on love
Or love so much you can’t walk away
But you see the end as clear as day
And start to grieve the losing
While there’s someone who still loves you
You know you won’t be choosing
It’s easier to look away from the bruising
And hope…
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