you won't let me forget you
and it's driving me crazy.
I don't know if it's because
you want me to notice how much
pain I've caused or if you
honestly just can't let go
of whatever we were.
were we anything in the first place?
occasional kisses, my chapped
lips never like your soft ones
and hands that clasped too
tight, my tanned hands never
liked your pale ones.
now you try to hold my hand
for different reasons,
because what we were and everything
we've been through still lingers
in your mind.
I don't think we were anything in the first place.
forgotten dates,
birthdays,
anniversaries,
and Valentine's Day,
they all meant nothing to me,
after all, you meant
nothing to me,
even though my mouth
betrayed me and told you
everything you've been
wanting to hear.
and then I ended things,
unable to carry the weight
of false hope and
false love and anything else
I had built you up with.
because we were never anything
in the first place.
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I've lied to you about everything
