Thoughts of you are toxic.
Every memory, every fantasy, every mention of your name.
They do me no good, they just cause me harm and pain.
And I am forced to face the facts that we were never truly what I wanted us to be.
My eyes have been opened,
My heart has been broken.
No matter what I did, you showed me that it wasn't enough, not now not then, not ever.
But here I stand,
Under construction again.
Waiting for a heart that didn't deserve what it went through, to mend.
I will not cry, I won't be mad, I simply must move on.
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RandomRandom thoughts, expressions, and everything in between. This is my space to write about things going on in the world around me.
