I thought I couldn't live without you.
I guess I was wrong.
Because when you decided to ignore me,
You taught me how to move on.
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A Public Poetry Diary
PoetryA poet is only as good as their muse, All of mine happen to bring sorrow.
Teacher
I thought I couldn't live without you.
I guess I was wrong.
Because when you decided to ignore me,
You taught me how to move on.
