“Even in my dreams, I run to you”
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
I will never beg you to stay
When you and I know you’ll just walk away
“I live for you more than I live for myself.”
Even when I’m treated bad, I will continue being good. Because I have a heart of gold, and gold doesn’t rust.
-abby
“…and it was that day I realized it was hopeless; for I was simply a mosaic of everyone I’d ever loved.”
KARMA.
“I’m a free spirit,” she said,
No, bitch, you, are spirit free.
Knocking the wind out of me,
as you always pretend to be,
A source of positivity,
while making my insides feel dead.
I will now and always dread,
this incoming storm I’m forced to dredge.
You love talking shit behind their backs,
yet act like you are holier than thou.
You should keep in mind even Hell has standards,
and not even there you’ll be allowed.
Incapable of accountability,
but you sure love to share your account,
“It’s not gossip if it’s true!”
I can write a book with the truths about you.
But you wouldn’t like that much, would you?
If I openly called you ‘a little bitch?’
I was only ten when you ran around town,
At age 35, tarnishing my image.
Now you’re old and look like a handbag,
But don’t flatter yourself; you don’t look like Coach.
For some reason your still with him,
And in that house like a roach.
But now you hate your job, and your mother in law,
You’re start regretting what you made your heart of,
FYI It’s stone, and I got another five letters for you,
It’s one word: Karma.
LOVE, DEAR ABBY
“I wish I could tell you I miss you, but you aren’t that person anymore.”
- abby
- abby
- abby
🌑: “You said we were your sun and moon. Who’s which?”
✨: “Well, she’s my sun. She brings the light to my life.”
🌒: “Oh, so I just revolve around you?”
✨: “No. You’re there for me even when I can’t see you.”
🌓: “…that’s… wow… …but you know what that makes you?”
✨: “Hmm?”
🌔: “The stars.”
✨: “How so?”
🌕: “You fill the void in between.”