A Belief | Poem
A Belief
This time I am afraid.
I didn't text you,
Though I had-
A parade of words too.
Isn't your fault really.
It is a consequence
When I failed to accept-
The halts really.
The last time,
I had given more.
Then what was asked for.
And apparently:
I was underestimated more-
Than I could hope for.
So fear stays,
That you too may leave.
Because every ending-
Begins with a belief.
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