Yesterday

I’d go back to yesterday in a heartbeat

I’d trade my soul to stop today from coming

Yesterday, we were intertwined like lovers, draped over the grass like flowers

You walked your fingers up and down my cheeks and I smiled so hard it hurt

It makes it all the more harder to understand

Why you chose to leave

I thought you were happy but I guess you hid it well

I thought I knew your heart but I only knew about the scars

Your father found you, you know.

He’s the one that discovered your mangled body, the shotgun, and the note.

How dare you.

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