Mirror

These lies obscure my reflection Like the mist after a hot shower Image lost in the semi-truths I tell myself... I'll be ok without you I don't - miss your warm breath on my skin - long for a glance at the gleam in your eyes Your scent is forgettable You are replaceable Your head on my chest - I don't miss the warmth of that touch Distance is my friend Coldness in solitude is my companion (Pretending is better than feeling when alone) Numbness is better than passion It doesn't hurt as much as being close to you Time heals my wounds (Not really) And what a fucking price to pay

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