To the boy i loved

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i will not write you a love poem (to start a fire)

i will not dedicate 47 words to the boy i loved

i will not reminisce our moments through quilted words

i sprung from my beautiful mind

my beautiful mind. the one you thought you could destroy

the one you thought you had control over

the one you thought you could take the color from.

I will not carry our story on a silver plate
Rather I will carry it with my bare hands
Shaking.
Grasping tightly
Trying to
Hold on to every piece

I will not love you
I will not miss you
And no way in hell will I ever come back to you

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