Oneday
You had me hanging on.
An almost
a maybe
a possibly.
But all along, I knew
it was nothing
it was never
it was gone already.
Nothing started,
except in my mind
that is.
Destined to be unrequited
I despised you but also didn't
It can't be explained.
It can't be quantified.
The hurt I felt for no reason
Different meanings
for the same sentence.
Different interpretations
end bitterly.
You were still there
when I reached out.
That, I must say, that
was the real issue.
You left my dangling on.
A future
A someday
A oneday to never come.
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