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Amaris Sprowl 

When we were kids, you were hurt

I was a kid too, I didn’t know that

You tried to woo me, I was curt

But I noticed eventually, I had your back

It was the beginning of a slow burn for me

It was the beginning of the end for you

I wish the universal cupid had mercy

And made me love you sooner

The right way—your right way

As adults we got better, sort of

I followed the roads towards you, with no doubt

You followed the one road away from me, out

The way you love is complete, but incomplete

The way I love can’t compete

The way we loved each other didn’t survive

Which was a surprise to few

To get over you I sink,

To get over myself I think

I, the one with bad luck, is too complicated

But you, the one with the trauma, is just dedicated

Dedicated to the wrong bitch

I’ll just ruin you so treat me like a ruined itch

Held to a different standard, not in malice but in plain sight

You, we, let this happen it didn’t happen overnight

If the roles were reversed

I would never allow you to hurt

Not over this

Is that the true difference between us?

I’m unworthy, who decides?

I can’t decide on your behalf

If you’ve had enough of my “crap”

Fair enough,

Farewell, enough is enough

Oh no, this isn’t me calling your bluff

Wish you the best, wishing you well

I’m worthy of whatever I get even if that is someone else

Amaris Sprowl is a Media Studies graduate from the class of 2021. She was born and raised in South Carolina.