i knew. i say that now
in hindsight.
four days after
saying i do,
i knew that she was dark.
sick.
a liar. an empty soul.
i knew that she was
trouble.
and yet, i said
i do.
possessed
with some vague hope
that she'd
be someone different
than what
she was.
i fear what's to come.
this will be
the hardest and strangest
year of my life.
i can feel it coming.
and i can't stop
what's coming.
not yet.
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