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Julia Morris May 2012
If you find that you're missing me,
Let me know - this isn't how it was supposed to be.
We were supposed to go our separate ways
Knowing that we would find better days.

If you find that you're missing me,
Remember that I tried to help you see.
There was never much that we could do;
We loved, we changed, we both grew.

If you find that you're missing me,
Look back at the times that we once knew.
Think of when I said goodbye.
Do you even remember why?

If you find that you're missing me,
Go back to your life.
Turn your mind away.
Battered soul or not, I'm not missing you today.

10/19/09
Julia Morris May 2012
"You're selfish; you're a *****."
I hear the words again.
They flash before my eyes,
Oh, where do I begin?
My best friend he was,
Accepting of my flaws.
And I walked away, just because.
All the lonely days, all the sleepless nights,
I couldn't seem to forget.
But now he's gone; my heart can rest.
My soul can be at peace.
The cracks, the breaks,
The misery,
Left floating in my wake.
I glanced behind me, hesitate,
Until I think again...
"You're selfish; you're a *****."
And I remember to forget.

9/30/09

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