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Disfigured Love
A Poem
he was a seasoned leaver
the moment he felt imperiled
by the onslaught of someone else’s
vulnerability
the cost of sticking around
just got too high
he was also a hackneyed trope
nothing special
the city was littered with men like him
their fear of intimacy
made them nefarious
to girls masquerading as
self-respecting women
I became one of the bunch
swept away in a disfigured love
I tried to forge a path from
his heart to his mouth
in my incorrigible faith
I believed that when he finally
spoke from there
I would be his answer
convinced myself that
I could wait patiently
until the time of reciprocation
so I did the foolish work of
trying to save him
hemorrhaging love
until I had nothing left
to give
and after all of that
when the scream finally
erupted from my own heart
why don’t you love me?
the only voice I heard
answering was my own
why don’t you?
