I threw in the towel on all things us.
The sting of sin stains my hands.
The anxiety in my chest blurs my insight.
My head aches like crushed rocks.
I contemplate the unforgivable blunders
that I constructed without a second reflection.
Three months and some change
changed me into the person
apologizing before you.
Starting us anew makes more sense
than dating someone new.
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