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I no longer find happiness in writing poems
About falling in love with you,
Because I know one day I will read them with despair.

And why is it so difficult
To tell you that you solve my problems
Without sounding like the person you don't want?

I listen to music you don't even like
And image scenarios where you love me
More than I love you.

And I'm sorry future me
For breaking your heart into thousands of pieces
But, it was worth it.

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