Array ( [sid] => 184330 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Moment You Hate Them [time] => 2017-07-17 23:55:37 [hometext] => [bodytext] => And then you hate them for it, but you shouldn’t. Because their jacket is still at your house.
They left it there in good faith, thinking they’d have many more chances to get it back.

Because when they said they’d be there for you forever, you could tell they honestly meant it.
They didn’t shuffle their feet or refuse to meet your eyes.
But then one day, they woke up and unexpectedly, forever wasn’t so true for them anymore.
Or maybe it was true, but with someone else.

They didn’t cheat or lie, they were straightforward like they’ve always been.

It’s was over so soon and quietly, you’re mother still asks about them.

You don’t tell her it’s over because, if you do you’ll say it and you/'/ll sound angry.
Like you were betrayed even though you know you weren’t.
You don’t tell her because you don’t want her to hear the fear in your voice.
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The Moment You Hate Them
Date: Monday, 17th July 2017 @ 11:55:37 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: lydthon15
And then you hate them for it, but you shouldn’t. Because their jacket is still at your house.
They left it there in good faith, thinking they’d have many more chances to get it back.

Because when they said they’d be there for you forever, you could tell they honestly meant it.
They didn’t shuffle their feet or refuse to meet your eyes.
But then one day, they woke up and unexpectedly, forever wasn’t so true for them anymore.
Or maybe it was true, but with someone else.

They didn’t cheat or lie, they were straightforward like they’ve always been.

It’s was over so soon and quietly, you’re mother still asks about them.

You don’t tell her it’s over because, if you do you’ll say it and you/'/ll sound angry.
Like you were betrayed even though you know you weren’t.
You don’t tell her because you don’t want her to hear the fear in your voice.
The fear that knowing someone can just randomly stop loving you causes.

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