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  • Writer's pictureShana A.


They say love is consistent,

I loved you through days I knew I shouldn’t,

Can you put your feet in my position…

How can you expect consistency

If you confuse my thoughts

Calling love toxic,

I remember your last words

Which sounded like goodbye more than hello, making me feel low

When I know,

I’m the sweetness that you crave

The spice that ignites your flames…

YOU keep pushing me further into the ocean

My consistency keep being overlooked

We haven’t spoken…

Leaving us tangled in broken promises,

In disgrace of the moon

Consistency is questioned,

Not reading between the lines I instructed…

Can you just feel me

Swallowing your pride and just be real with me…

Calling this love toxic

Is what continues to block us… By Shana A. ©️


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