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Sep 07, 2024
When the path that I traverse
Isn’t shaped like your name
When my mind learns
To forget your face
And my eyes cease
To search every room
For any trace, any sign,
Any remnant of you
That’s when I’ll be free
And (I hope) happy
You wouldn’t hate me if I left, right?
Maybe you’d be a little hurt…
But if you knew how bad it was,
You’d probably run too.
And you’ll forget me, soon enough…
Right?
I’m tired of seeing you in every thought
And action that I do
I’d rather return to my realm of fantasy
And let you fade to a faint memory
Let my feelings for you dissolve
Like a dream upon waking
I’d rather start afresh,
And put this poem aside
Because I don’t want to write for you, anymore -
I want to write for me.