2 A. M.

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Eyes staring,
Straight ahead,
Up at the ceiling,
Through the darkness.

Blank.
Emotionless.
Expressionless.
Deadpan.

My face shows nothing,
Compared to everything,
That swims like a whirlpool,
Through my mind.

Memories.
Desires.
Regrets.
Dreams.

All about you,
And nothing but you.
Thoughts stretch for miles,
Miles of you.

An offbeat smile,
Rests on my face.
Remember the times,
When we used to embrace?

Whether giddy,
Or blue,
Something awful,
Or new,
Forever and always,
I'd turn to you.

But forever,
Turned out,
To not be as long,
As I'd expected.

And, oh, how'd you tease,
Me with such ease.

You'd nudge with your head,
"Go, then," you said.
Playful smile,
All the while.

But these days I can't,
Get a single glance,
From one I once loved,
Who'd seemed sent from above.

Such a blessing.
Such a friend.
Such a confidant.

Such a curse.

You've haunted me,
Two years and counting,
I've never said anything,
Because I cowered, doubting.

No longer will I live this way.
No longer am I under your spell.
I am my own person now.
I've got to say, it is swell.

I am me,
And you are you.
I've come to terms.
I release you.

My smile widens,
I turn over in bed,
And fall asleep.
You're out of my head.

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