Breathe
To he who I loved
To he who I cared for
To he who I adored
To he who I thought was the one,
You've encouraged me to miss you when you weren't there.
You've demonstrated to me how it feels to feel forgotten.
You've enjoyed taking me for granted.
You've made me feel like a bother.
But lastly, the coward that you were inspired me.
To he, the coward, I thank you.
To he, the loafer, I thank you.
To he, the coarse, I thank you.
For I have been inspired to find my self-worth and
I can breathe again.
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