Time

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I let her go
Because I felt I had to
She was so naive
didn't even see me in front of her eyes

But that was her choice to go
and it was mine to stay
and wait
to suffer, to feel lonely
without her here

a month had passed
and she came back
saying she needed to find her
a place to feel home

but she realized
as time passed
it was with me she had felt home

and as time passed
I realized
I gave her all that time
I somehow forgot I lost mine

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