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It was easy thinking that we were endgame and I had won every challenge thrown at me,
then the final boss came you and ran away; expected me to keep fighting for us,
but what about me?
I thought you would heal me when I needed,
but you abandoned our game and chose to start a different game,
an easier one without any battles to fight.
And here I am willing to build us a home, a farm, a life
while you chose your fantasy land that’s prebuilt.
Would it have been easy for us to play that game instead?
but I want the custom made kind of love
one that I will fight every boss level for.
About the Creator
Angel Adagio
A story worth telling 🖤


Comments (1)
Aww 😢, we can’t always have what we want, can we? And not everybody deserve to be fight for. Lovely poem.