Lingering

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I've moved on.
I swear I've moved on.

Don't wonder why I
haven't completely erased you
from my life.

But if you must know,
I'm lingering so that you can see,
I'm happy without you.

I hope you see my name,
and your stomach does a somersault.

I hope you hear my voice,
and the metallic taste of blood
fills your mouth.
You ask yourself
why you let me go in the first place.
And you wonder, what we could've been.

If you love me,
don't let go.

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