it’s not me; it’s you

it’s not me
it’s you
it’s really really
i have been blamed
all my life
accused of having
a fickle heart
by others
& myself
for quitting
not really trying
lacking commitment
you know what?
when my heart breaks
i feel it
how many times
is someone
to break my heart
before i am
to protect it?

another helpful epiphany! fuck everyone who thinks i bail on relationships. i am so tired of suffering cruelty & then being told i deserted someone. fuck that. me & my kids are my number one priority. i’m not going to throw myself to the lions. i’m not going to play the martyr…these boots are so totally made for walking.

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