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i could still feel your touch.

your warm hands caressing me.

soft fingers.

a finger gliding across my skin.


i asked you if you regretted it.

you said yes.

i didn't expect anything less.


i was a wreck when you left.

for you, it was like nothing happened at all.


i was attached, obsessed, addicted.

you were nonchalant through it all.


i was hanging onto your every word.

and you strung me along.


no, that's not it.

you said from the start

how you felt

and what you didn't feel

towards me.


i was a fool

who thought that you'd change your mind

and fight for us 

like they do in the movies

and in the novels.


but this is real life.

and what's real

is that 

you never loved me.

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