This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2023 challenge and will be revised.
“Used to Love”
After - Parachute’s “What I Know”
Every time the path turns, I'm
lost again. Returning to find another him in
your arms. You promise me it’s not love,
and I believe. Taping my heart with
the way you smile. Then you found someone
to walk down the aisle with. What else
could I do? You became a she
I used to love. But that’s not what my heart said.
Poetic Form: Golden Shovel
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