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You were my summer while He came in the winter yet he's warmer to me than you'll ever be.
I'm outgrowing you.
I used to have 30 contact numbers and now I have 29. I heard you made new friends, tell me how many of them remind you of me? Is it as many times equal to how much I thought of you?
The world might find it funny when it hears I cried over someone I was never with. But it's assuring I found it in me not to settle on you. Honestly a part of me is glad you're gone but then there's a part of me that reminisces the feeling of you.
My heart beats faster on the realization, did you need me as bad as I needed you? Was I nothing more than a figment in your life while I based my entire life on yours? I was a twist in your perfect space that you never saw coming. You'd give me words and I'd think of them as promises. I guess I'm not old enough to know the difference yet.
How does it feel to leave while taking no responsibility knowing full well you broke a heart that just healed? I thought I could hate you for running away but it isn't as if you promised to stay.
My days are covered with sunshine when I hoped so dearly for rain. It's a unique kind of betrayal, a lingering sadness full of relief.
Yet, I am glad I experienced you. I lived a life within this one just to realized there will be one after that as well.
I'll heal over you too, it only takes a few paper cuts.
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