It kills me that i think of you now.
Even tho every lie that left your lips,
and every promise you abandoned hurt me.
Whatat we one had never left me this thirty.
Never made me feel this empty.
I want the wanting to end so i can restart.
The beginning. I want the tables to turn,
yet still find you on the other side.
Smiling, lyk everything we had,
was never thrown aside.
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