No More by Karen Manabat

You should’ve talked to me
That one time I needed you to
When you could’ve told me anything
And I’d have listened anyway

It might have hurt less
Might have helped anyhow
If you didn’t recoil
When I reached for your touch

You see, I wanted it all
Including all you couldn’t give
I’d be there with my hands open,
Ready when you are

 I said, “Walk with me”
To the door, to whatever end
But you stepped aside and said,
“I’d rather not, not anymore”



Karen Manabat
Karen Manabat is a registered nurse from the Philippines. She loves pizza, sunsets, and late night poetry. Whenever she's not working, you can find her cuddling with her dog or singing bad karaoke. Other habits include: giving away free hugs, bookstagramming, and constantly messing up choreography. See her struggle with photography, bad captions, tbrs, and more at @bookishkaren on Instagram.



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