“Insult To Injury”
By Ashley O’Hare
Like a stab to my heart,
you glanced over me
like I was a total stranger.
You twist the knife,
playing coy,
conveniently forgetting our three years.
What a specific amnesia.
Is there no cure
for your denial?
Am I destined
to suffer alone?
How delusional was I?
I believed we would grow closer
with the passing time.
ashleyohare 