Poetry

Carvings

“No, darling, we didn’t grow apart.
You left me here in the dark.”

No, darling, we didn’t just grow apart. You left me here in the dark without a hint of hesitation. If you stopped to look beyond your own chocolate-coated lies, you might see this gaping hole in my back, dripping with freezing blood. I’m willing to bet you missed that you carved your name into my heart as well.

© Sarah Doughty

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