DISENCHANTED

Dearest Airpork,

We gave us a shot twice before.
Nothing we do would make a difference.
Nothing.
Nothing would change the fact that we’ve tried.
Nothing would change the fact that you’ve been unfaithful.
Nothing would change the lies you’ve spun.
Nothing would change my love for you.
Nothing would change how much I’ve loved.
Nothing would change history.
Nothing would change my heart.
Nothing.
I’d bury the hatchet.
But I couldn’t conceal these scars.
My scars.

PS, I’m happy. Just thought you should know.

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