Not the Same
It wasn't the same after a while.
You became less of the person I loved,
and more of a shell of who you were when I fell for you.
You were like an old stuffed animal that I couldn't stop going back to,
something to keep all of the stress off of my mind.
But eventually there comes a time when everyone has to let go of their teddy bear and grow up,
and I did-
even if I ran away in tears.
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