Abandonment

Il ne faut pas voir la réalité telle que je suis, 1923

Max Ernst

If you knew what I now know

and have been through

you would not throw

away a relationship so easily.

I fell for you

I thought maybe you did for me too

this was not my first mistake

it will not be my last.

I wanted to gather you close

in an embrace that defies poetry or prose

you shrugged me off with curious arguments

I am now haplessly awaiting my next debacle.

Fate

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