thawingA Poem by hopelessI named this thawing because within this two month span without him, I actually feel myself again, not this cold heart-ed monster he createdI was told that the best place to cry was, the floor of my bath tub, and to make the water so hot, that the numb I was feeling would thaw I remember feeling so vulnerable, like I was twelve again, I've never felt so hurt so rejected... The same place where I broke down the week before, I realized that it wasn't humane to hate myself, because this woman wasn't me anymore it was someone he created The same bath tub floor I promised my twelve year old self, that from this point on, I'd only love someone who loved that same twelve year old girl crying on the bath tub floor.
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StatsAuthorhopelessPennsauken, NJAboutI am a teenager who writes about getting over the obstacle of getting over their first love along with the struggles of just being a teenage girl in the generation. please enjoy. (: more..Writing
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