This is not a poem... 8:45am

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I found myself scrolling through your timeline,
Hoping to find a single picture of us you didn't erase,
You caused me so much pain but it's funny how my next relationship was just like ours,
Constantly being reminded of you everytime I saw her face,
Yes she was clingy just like you were, Yes she was emotional just like you were,
Yes she was beautiful just like you were,
But everytime I see you,
I get butterflies all over again as if I were seeing you for the 1st time,
But it's weird,
Cause my heart breaks at the same time,
This is not a poem...
This is me dealing with the voices inside my head,

Sorry for the late update...I actually thought i was going to stop writing this book until someone spoke some sense into me...you've been good to me thank you

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