Wet Socks and Broken Cigarettes

I don’t wish you well. I know that it sounds like I’m bitter because I am. Because you cracked me and I shattered like a mirror giving me 7 years of bad luck.

I hope that when you reach for your cigarettes you find a whole box of broken ones so that it gives you the minor inconvenience of having to buy another box.

When it’s cold outside and you are bundled up with her wearing warm clothes, I hope you step in a puddle. Causing your socks to get soaked and reminding you of my tears.

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