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I Don't Want You Anymore

I love you, but I don't want you anymore. I could have started a fire, strong enough to burn down an entire continent with what I felt for you - but instead, I only started something that burnt what was left of me. I have become just a shell of what I used to be; corroded, stained, broken. Yet beautiful, indeed. I am no longer the person I used to know, the reflection that stares back at me with dead empty eyes is of a stranger that I have come to loathe over time.

I love you, but I don't want you anymore. You only stained my soul with shades that I could never erase, you only gave me a glimpse of what I craved - there were people who claimed my eyes were soulful, that it held stories of the ghosts of future and past, but what happens when your soul is the one to shatter into billions? I guess that you are left with this empty glare, that's observed in mine.

I love you, but I don't want you anymore. I gave you my all, because you see, I only fell in love this once and I tried my best, I gave you my all; even the burnt up ashes that remained from the fire. And you, you held my beating heart in your hands, you crushed it like it was nothing and I wish it cut you too, just how your nails cut each and every nerve in that loving heart of mine.

I love you, but I don't want you anymore. It kills every active cell in my body to know that I offer you galaxies and stars, yet you won't be mine because there is a third. It questions the very core of my existence, when I don't feel a tad bit loved by you - but then I guess, you can't make someone fall in love with you when you are so flawed, just like me.

I love you, but I don't want you anymore. I keep repeating these words in the hopes of them becoming my reality, but love, there will not come a day where I don't want you, even if you never choose me. I'd be here, I'd be here. I love you, and I still want you.