I wrote this poem in July of 2024.
I’m not the one you want
or the one you’ll ever take home
to meet your mama
but I’m the one etched in your mind,
the one who appears in your dreams
the one you will never forget about
and one of your few regrets
and you,
you were another story among many
another obsession of my past
I hardly ever think about
Life on the BPD 
Ain’t that the truth. I know a few women who I think about constantly and who I email and never hear back from them, but that’s ok, I keep bothering them with love and so they’re gonna have to change their email address or block me….the only ways to get rid of me because once I love someone, it lasts forever.
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Steve, I really love that persistence and determination.
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