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by NOTVANTE

by NOTVANTE

Spring's soon came early to my life.

They asked me what I found in you,
And I said you were my everything.
That You had "guided me, taught me to love myself, And even admitted that you were no longer into me like before"

But as the time came, I spoke in a hushed voice,
terribly hurt, yet with the confidence I had mustered. I told him this;

"I understand now..
Actually I understood all along.
I should have seen it; not the way you see it,
But the way I should see it. It's fine that you don't love me anymore. I love myself, and that's all that truly mattered all along."

Finally.
I was as free as
the spring-guided air.

—N O T V A N T E