I’ve resigned myself to being used,
some affection is better than none
I’ve decided to be a fleeting muse,
discarded when they’re done.
Emily C. Poésie © 2019
The Melancholy Spitfire
my voice through poetry
my voice through poetry
I’ve resigned myself to being used,
some affection is better than none
I’ve decided to be a fleeting muse,
discarded when they’re done.
Emily C. Poésie © 2019
Oh Emily. This is very sad. There are times when I feel like crap too, but I guess I’ll have to use a cliche and say that life goes on. Can I repost eternal btw? I deleted all my stuff because of OCD. I’m reposting a lot of it again.
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Yes of course. I miss you, friend. And you are right. Life goes on.
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😦
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Indeed. 😔
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I’ve been there. Not a good feeling. Rejection has to be the worst.
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Yes. Or rejection on repeat by the same people…
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You are the only one who can stop it. I hope you find the strength. It has taken me a lifetime to realize I am worthy and I still do not do so well but I have been single for 6 years so that’s kind of winning. 😞
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I am glad to hear your story. It helps… I am the only one. You are right.
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if you ever need to chat, I can be contacted from my blog.
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Thank you. I may take you up on that.
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