I made a mistake
I let you go.
And now I hurt.
Breathing.
It hurts.
Seeing you.
It hurts.
I hurt.
My fault, it is.
I know I messed up.
Yet here I am.
Not facing you.
YOU ARE READING
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I made a mistake
I let you go.
And now I hurt.
Breathing.
It hurts.
Seeing you.
It hurts.
I hurt.
My fault, it is.
I know I messed up.
Yet here I am.
Not facing you.