paths

pain fills my chest

as I remember when you layed on my breasts

 

It kills me to walk this way,

the way we went when you were bae.

 

For 3 years I called you mine.

but now you never have the time.

you act like I dont exsist

ever since you got pissed.

you used to hold me so close

and laugh at my jokes

 

walking here is death.

more memories than breaths

 

when you said you loved me was it a lie?

i'm stronger than this, I won't die.

 

 
 

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