hurt and healing

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He broke me
I fixed myself , but don't get me wrong you had a hand in my repair

He was infatuated with me
You love me

His eyes wandered
Yours are fixed on me

He picked fights
You pick the smallest things about me to adore

He left , over and over
You stayed , and haven't left once

He knows my physical appearance
You know both that and my soul

He was hurt and you are healing

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