On repeat

I couldn’t stop thinking about the things you never did to me
I couldn’t stop thinking how that didn’t hurt
I couldn’t stop thinking about the things you never said to me
I couldn’t stop thinking. It hurt.

The prompt for today was to write a poem based on things you remember. The suggestion was to include specific details, mine is more of the ruminating kind.

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