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morsels of regret
Linda M. Crate
my tears meant
nothing to you
so yours will mean
nothing to me
my scarred heart
still trembles at the sound
of your name,
and i thought i would be
okay at ashley’s
wedding;
but my knees shook and my
courage failed me when
i saw your face
rage faded away into anxiety
i fled before returning
reminding myself
that past echoes would only yield
results of the past
i am not the same person i once was—
my strength has raised leaps
and bounds,
but i cannot help it;
you will always be my weakness until you’re
gone and i know this to be true
you always remember your genesis
even if they are not your revelation—
all my flowers
i gave you,
but you couldn’t even afford the price
of my naked soul;
and i regret ever giving you anything
including all my kind words.
