Perfectly Imperfect Me

I refuse to write about you. Aside from the fact that I have already written about you. Poems. Songs that I will never have the voice to sing. But, now I refuse to write about you.

I don’t take friendship……….and maybe more lightly. I pour myself into, 110%, letting you see my dark corners, and the words I say when no one is listening.

But, after all that, you left.

So I refuse to write about you.