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In the shadows of what was

It’s funny how people change

You think to yourself “nahh this person, can’t do me like that”

And almost as if they heard your thoughts, they prove you wrong

We went from friends to lovers to strangers and now even I don’t know what we are

What is this?

You only text me when it’s convenient or when I text you first

And then since I’m addicted, I get attached all over again and I start pouring out my heart

You act like you care, but a few days down the line we go back to being less than strangers

I  miss the days you talked to me cause you wanted to

When your messages were my alarm in the morning

When your words were the oxygen I depended on

When your smile was equivalent to my happiness

I sit now and think about everything, it all went by so fast

Like a nightmare I still don’t want to end

Twisted aching, but familiar

Like wounds I keep touching just to feel something

I scroll through old texts like I’m reading the Bible,

Looking for a version of you that still loved me.

Was it real?

Were we just killing time with borrowed emotions?

Did I imagine everything?

The warmth I felt when you  were around

The way you said my name like I was the only person that mattered

Now silence wraps around us like a fog

Thick, unspoken, cruel.

You left without leaving

Present in every ghost notification,

Absent when I need you the most.

 

I tell myself I deserve more,

That love shouldn’t feel like begging

That I shouldn’t have to shrink myself

Just to fit into your inconsistency

But then I see your name again…

And I like a fool, I hope.

Hope that this time you’ll stay

Hope that this time you’ll actually mean it

 

But maybe some hearts aren’t meant to be together.

Only survived.

So here I am,

Unlearning you like a bad habit.

Loving myself harder than the way you broke me,

And trying

Really trying

To erase the version of us that never really was.

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