I’d Change Nothing

Blood trailed my palms,
crawling over broken glass
examining the lies that left
her sealed lips set with a grim grin.
My deceptions had turned my eyes
into introspection, oiling
the engine of the shame
that drips from an excuse
hanging above my head,
fanning the flames of the bridge
we burned the last time
we screamed that it was over,
but that was forever ago.
If I still could,
I still would
go back to the day
she skipped,
as a smooth rock,
across my heart,
I wouldn’t change,
change a goddamn thing.

Twitter – @AC0040

(© 2023 AC)

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