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That night
you took
my hand
and said your
final goodbyes,
but there was
an iciness
to your touch,
an unsettling
excitement
in your voice.
Happily you
disappeared
from my life.
And as time
passes since our
final goodbye
curiosity visits often,
whispering about you
and I am left longing
for what we had.
It all stays
lingering
in my mind
but for you
it’s a faded past,
one you were
happy to escape.
The moment
I was out of sight
your mind
erased the very
memory of me.
You are happier now
and for that, I should be
glad…
But I am not.
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