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I’ve been treating this like rehab,
Rehabilitating myself from you.
Learning to unlearn your touch,
To not be affected by your absence,
To not crave, want, miss you.

It’s been hard, the first few days,
I nearly give up, but I hang on.
The struggle is raw, the nights long,
Yet I see it clearly now,
You were always going to be damaging,
Because of how deeply I felt towards you.

I strip away each memory,
Piece by piece, like peeling old paint,
Revealing the scars beneath,
Acknowledging the hurt.

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It makes no sense, you’re barely here,
Why must I want you, when there’s nothing clear?

You give me nothing, no reason to stay,
Yet I’m so afraid you’ll slip away.

I’m scared of losing what I never possessed,
Hopes of us had me addicted, obsessed.

For a love I now see will never be,
Goodnight, beautiful one, I set you free.

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It’s time to lay you to rest,
I don’t know why I tried, it’s clear we failed the test.

I knew from the start we were doomed,
But I prayed our love would bloom.

Like a fool, I waited by the door,
Hoping you’d come back once more.

I still hoped despite your distance,
You gave me crumbs, but they felt like existence.

So I say goodbye, you’ve torn me apart,
Starving the love right out of my heart.

Heartbroken in May,
All my dreams were illusions, fading away.

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One day in March,
Thursday over lunch.

My heart skipped a beat,
Longing for your touch.

I must’ve been dreaming,
For it felt too surreal, this feeling.

How could I want you so quickly,
When we’d only just met, briefly?

I prayed it would fade,
Like memories unmade.

Yet here I wait, even now,
Longing for more somehow.

Help, I’m still at the restaurant,
You’re still the one I want.

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