10 V-312.2

Your lying eyes made me cry.

I felt so ashamed of myself.

I told my insecurities to go away,

Convinced that you loved me.

You said “I can’t do this anymore.”

Strange how I didn’t cry until after the fuck.

I said “We’re just going through a rough patch.”

Strange how you held me like you still cared.

Your boredom broke my heart.

And your words shattered the rest.

Poem about Z.S.
-Good ol' Fun