And just like that, you and I are no more. We never were. My sadness sits and stares me down. I stare right back. I told you I loved you. Told you I never meant to. It just happened. Told you I would have never experienced this with anyone else but you, and your response was... "I'm flattered". Really? That's all you had to say? 9 months of intimate, passionate moments and you talk about flattery? I wish I could eternal sunshine of the spotless mind- you. Erase you from my memory, my thoughts, scrape you off my skin -- my lips, my eyes.
My love sits and stares me down, and I stare right back. It is asking me, what now?
2:52 p.m. - 2018-09-14
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