Their Song
She came home today
lipstick on her lips
suitcase in her hand
knowing it went
against everything
she had planned.
She’d left for good
then that song
hurt her so bad
smashed her to pieces
pierced her with sad.
And so she went home
back to a place where
she no longer belonged
led astray by her memories
betrayed by her heart
manipulated by their song.
by Jeanne Marie
Women Who Think Too Much by Jeanne Marie 
Darn! so real how you described this. Sometimes it takes many many times before one is able to disinfect self from toxic persons:(
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That’s so true.
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