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You weren't a summer love or a great Hollywood romance You were cold February evenings and sweat pants I was comfortable and that's the most dangerous when it comes to love I knew your routine, how you liked your coffee, what side of the bed you preferred and what kept you awake at night You were pancakes on Mondays at 3 You were who to call when I couldn't stop shaking You were the one I screamed at when I needed to blame someone You were my first kiss They warn young girls about boys like you But you weren't leather jackets and loud music You were the opposite of it all You are 3 am showers because I still can't wash you off 8 months later You are mid day prayers asking god to give me strength not to cry when I see you in hall You are why I can't believe someone could ever love me properly You are why my Top 25 are all sad love songs played in a loop That's what they don't tell you when they say breakups are hard None tells you you'll write poems like this lying on the bathroom floor after you learn it was all for nothing
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
Coping
You weren't a summer love or a great Hollywood romance You were cold February evenings and sweat pants I was comfortable and that's the most dangerous when it comes to love I knew your routine, how you liked your coffee, what side of the bed you preferred and what kept you awake at night You were pancakes on Mondays at 3 You were who to call when I couldn't stop shaking You were the one I screamed at when I needed to blame someone You were my first kiss They warn young girls about boys like you But you weren't leather jackets and loud music You were the opposite of it all You are 3 am showers because I still can't wash you off 8 months later You are mid day prayers asking god to give me strength not to cry when I see you in hall You are why I can't believe someone could ever love me properly You are why my Top 25 are all sad love songs played in a loop That's what they don't tell you when they say breakups are hard None tells you you'll write poems like this lying on the bathroom floor after you learn it was all for nothing
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 9:26 PM UTC
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