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I'm the only one who knows the breakup was more bitter

September 2016

Do you know what it feels like to know the last girl that kissed your neck was the girl before me?


You left me

With the room

And the last exchange

Of words we'd parted with

An endurance worth waiting out, to know that's the last time I'll feel that way because of you.


Don't tell me I'm doing a disservice to us

To help you get over your guilt.

If you didn't want me to remember these things 

you should have left on a better note.

Hope the tint on those glasses never fade.


Take care of yourself, you need it more than I do


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