It is horrible that I've
It is horrible that I've developed you into
Some sort of enemy that did me wrong.
It is horrible that I've developed you into
Some sort of monster that crushed me.
I cannot even see Salinger's name
Without an internal cringe.
I cannot be on a social network
Without seeing your name.
I can no longer appreciate Fall Out Boy
Or Led Zeppelin half as much as I did
When you still talked to me.
I do not think I will ever find someone as
Brilliant, yet spastic as you.
You helped me open my eyes to see
The wonders of life that were right in Front of me.
How am I supposed to learn to
Appreciate life, when you are the one
That walked away, after you said you
Wouldn't?
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