Deservedly So

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of. ~ Charles Bukowski

So many fuck you’s thrown about today, mostly at my direction. I suppose I deserved each one but they cut nonetheless.

It reminded me of the time I sat there while my ex- and mistress took turns slicing me with their words. And when the words didn’t slice deep enough, they resorted to physical violence.

I suppose I deserved that too.

About Ramon E Onativia

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