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Broken Curse

I’ve been on a journey, I was doused in a toxic curse. I’ve cried a million times over and even then the toxicity remained undisturbed. – Unique

You used a blue highlighter and pulled me in to read your words.

You stood tall and spoke your wishes into our universe.

You remained calm and spoke your confidence into my ears.

You took hold of my body, a body I’ve disliked over time. You opened up my mind and breathed your dreams into my life.

Your confidence is beautiful and your mindset is amazing. I tried to push you, but you stayed where you felt most comfortable and helped to ease my anxiety away.

You stepped up to my self-critical words and stripped my layers off.

You pulsated inside me and held me tight.

At that moment, I felt lifted and wonderful that you knew from day one, that everything will be alright.

August 2020

Dear Ex-Boyfriend

Dear Ex-Boyfriend,

Thank you for your most recent correspondence.

I appreciate the time you’ve taken to get in touch and express your emotions, by way of the pen.

I’m doing well since we parted ways. I’m progressing nicely through brighter days.

I’ve missed you at night when we used to talk, cry and sing. I’ve missed our connection, built from deep within.

But let’s not forget your actions, the role you played in this. Let’s pay homage to your actions and how that night, was our very last kiss.

I’m not here to make you feel good about yourself, that responsibility lays with you. I’m not here to massage your consciousness when you hurt me that pain cut through. Remember, you decided to do what you did and you enjoyed your life for a minute thereafter. My name isn’t Dr Unique, I’m not your therapist or your point of laughter.

Thank you, Ex-Boyfriend! For doing what you do best – you were weak as fuck when we met and today you’ve since regressed.

I miss your lips.

I miss making love.

I miss playing with you and more than the above.

The notion that we dated will be forgotten over time. The fact that I once blessed you with love, will remain your biggest regret, not mine.

Rest in peace to every moment we created, the second I realised you’re fake! I eliminated memories backdated.

Faded is your new label.

Faded is your mouth sucking my nipples.

Faded is your access to my life.

Ex-Boyfriend, one thing I must include…having two was too much, excluding number one was awfully rude.

No, I do not wish you well.

I do not wish you good health.

I do not wish you a happy future.

I affirm all the above upon myself.

Ex-Boyfriend,

I hope your soul burns eternally while your heartbeats in this life.

I hope your soul continues to burn through, long after the moment you die.

Love in abundance,

Unique

I’m Not

I’m not inconsiderate or loaded with rage like a gun.

We can’t be friends. Who the fuck are you?

Fake!

Keep digging.

I’ll watch on as your plot capsizes and a mudslide hides your demons.

Keep your distance as I’ll find a way to burn you alive.

I will wait until all water runs dry and I’ll watch as your flesh burning and embers fly.

Reciting the word hate is a negative trait, so I’ll blow a kiss to your memory.

Under the Rock

From Under the Rock

Intuitively, I’ve thought about people who I no longer associate with. They’ve crossed my mind lately, as I was the one that cut them off and walked away.

This decision ranges across a variety of different events/scenarios; however, the reason remains the same, ‘I’m responsible for my happiness.’

Please note: I hold no remorse over the above, for I am happier and more relaxed. *Yes, I closed friendships where I believed at the time; it was one that will remain forever. I’m sure it’s common for many of us to think of those that no longer exist within our lives. I know factually that I’m not the only one. Some of the objects that were strong connections to those people, I’ve discarded; I don’t like to keep negative energy sources around me.

Why? You may ask. Or you may assume I’m a selfish person? Either way, your opinion on my choices bare no attention from me. However, I will construct a form of an answer?

People who are overly negative, inherently toxic, stagnant or outright duplicitous, I remove myself from their lives. – I don’t have the energy to be mystified with negativity on the continuous rotating ring of hell.

I wish Rona aka COVID-19 would fuck right off, but I must point out the insight they have given to me. I hear from those who genuinely care for me in this weird time.

Those that don’t care, I won’t ever hear from, but neither will you.

The cockroaches and cretin from under the rocks are coming out in full force. ‘Hey Unique, long time no see! How are you? You crossed my mind today.’

It’s beautiful how our minds work, we are all the same, yet we are all intricately different. Only, we are linked in ways we are still learning.

Questions form as I ignore the calls.

Delete the messages.

Spam the e-mails.

‘Do you miss me, really?’

‘Is this the social version of the last supper?’

In this life, I keep repeating the above actions.

In that alternate universe, I pour lava over the rocks that rumble and Crow sings a sweet song.