Rachel Wright

who knows, dude

December 2nd

I was crying in my room
wearing your old shirt
the one that smelled like you

Well, before I threw it in the trash anyway.

You were somewhere.
Your room probably.
I imagine you were crying.

I imagine you were sorry.
I imagine you wanted to die right then.

So did I.
So do I.

I used to love you
but I will never forgive you.
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