Flash in the pan


I woke up this morning missing you. I have no idea why. She meant more and could do no wrong. I should have been OK with it given you were still married. I was an asshole. My jealousy you could not comprehend, yet her not coming home drove you mad. Still I regret not being mature enough to walk away. I fell hard. I fell in love with you. Thank you for the heartbreak.

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Published by: her mourning coffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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