20
20 messages saying you loved me.
20 texts telling me you cared.
20 times you’ve been there for me
20 moments we shared.
20 memories of what once was.
20 telling me lies.
20 times you’ve left me.
20 when I’ve cried.
Now 20 times means nothing.
You’ve hurt me in my core.
But in the end I realized
I don’t need you anymore.
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