Alone
Why am I so scared,
That you still think about her,
When you are alone.
Four long years have passed,
Yet I am left wondering,
If you have moved on.
My mind is spinning,
Emptiness overtakes me,
Tears leak from my eyes.
Do not let me go,
But let go the thought of her,
She is not the prize.
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