planning.

intensive campaigns
and hard-fought
arrangements.
you were too late
to the party;
everyone already
went home,
and you hurt
her.

it was harsh to hear.
“don’t bother”
“you’re not worthy”
“i can’t”
“please stop”

i felt it
all before.
and you know,
i thought
you were different.
i allowed myself
to fall –
trust, learn, love.
but you weren’t safe.

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