His Turn
Even though it was always you,
it is now him.
I finally met someone who I don't have to question
if they love me
they prove it.
Every day.
I'm happy with him.
I don't want to ruin what I have
because it took me this long to get this far.
I still think about you constantly
and it really fucking sucks.
I hate myself for letting you take over my thoughts
But I guess I understand now that
we
will never be.
I finally moved on
I love him.
I really do
I've always loved you,
but now I love him more.
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