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It still hurts. But not in the way that it used to. I do not love you like I did You know, the "in love" sort. I love you in your being The person that you are. But the romance faded with the years That have passed in our separation. It does still hurt In seeing you with her. Seeing the way you love and cherish The way at one time I thought You might still do me. I watch the way you two just work You fit perfectly side to side. I wonder if maybe Through me Is how you knew she was for you. Maybe what we shared That was once so special to me Helped show you that she Was what you needed No longer legitimizing What we used to be.
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Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 1:35 PM UTC
It Never Stops
It still hurts. But not in the way that it used to. I do not love you like I did You know, the "in love" sort. I love you in your being The person that you are. But the romance faded with the years That have passed in our separation. It does still hurt In seeing you with her. Seeing the way you love and cherish The way at one time I thought You might still do me. I watch the way you two just work You fit perfectly side to side. I wonder if maybe Through me Is how you knew she was for you. Maybe what we shared That was once so special to me Helped show you that she Was what you needed No longer legitimizing What we used to be.
gabrielle-cappellucci
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Mar 8, 2017
Mar 8, 2017 at 1:35 PM UTC
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