Platinum tears are bitter sweet

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Platinum will never mean the same again.

My tears are bitter sweet.

My heart is cold in places,

but also warm

Also healing,

but slightly broken,

just like you

just like me.

just like this rhyme

that doesn’t rhyme at all

and then all of a sudden takes a dip – a fall

then rises, victorious, ten thousand feet tall

You know we could’ve had it all.

Gasp for air.

And the tears on my face tastes bitter sweet

And the night is cold, but… the heat…

Because today I heard

My attorney friend called

We got the divorce

and…ummm….

We got platinum.

And I am overjoyed and heartbroken all the same

because what this means is that it would be like we never came

together

at

all.

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I've got borderline personality disorder. I'm divorced. I'm in my early thirties. I'm really confused. I'm in a relationship. I'm an entrepreneur. I'm honest. I like to think I'm a good person. I'm definitely an empathic person. I'm a caring person. I try to make the world a better place. I experience extreme highs and extreme lows. I have difficulty processing emotions. I have difficulty maintaining relationships. I've got an extreme fear of abandonment. I'm still learning how to be a better me. I have low self-esteem. You'll have to look very far to find a more loving person than me. I love deeply and fiercely. I love dogs. I love dancing, writing, poetry. Occasionally my posts include poetry. Most of the time it's just me talking to you. It helps me process things. It helps me remember things. It helps me create a sort of constant reminder of who I am. I'm grateful to those of you who read my posts and leave a helpful comment. I try to include helpful links to resources and stuff, when I can. This platform means the world to me. I've met some really wise, amazing and supportive people. Thank you for giving me a space where I can literally just be me - no holds barred.

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