Weeds grow where they want to; not where they're told to...
Mirrors
Exactly, but different.
Identical, but different.
You’re better than
her. A million
times. Better halves,
bitter hearts. He
wears
a thought of you
in his head, unable
to remember the days before
you came. Unable to
forget the ones
since. Questioning happiness
and dishing out pain. His
thoughts, no longer
fleeting, poison his home
now. Can his heart
forget you? Wrenched
out of love, this spell
you put him under.
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