Goodbye
I long for a chance to know you again,
the way I used to..
To know the dark echoes of your heart,
and the pools of light that filled your eyes.
I wish I could drown in your self loathing
and absorb those gracious hugs.
I don't want to know you're happy.
I don't want to know you exist
so that I may never remember this hollow space in my chest.
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