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Feb 2015
It’s about that time again
When somehow I slip up
And let my mind wander
Let myself think freely
And it leads to you

My head spins with nostalgia
My eyes burn
My throat tightens
My heart beats too fast
My palms get sweaty
And my feet can’t seem to sit still

It’s about that time again
When I start to miss you, to miss us
But like always that longing quickly turns to a hatred

Dare I say
You forgot me

I thought we had something strong
When you’ve worked to build a sturdy base
You fight to keep it
You don’t let it slip away
You don’t watch it disappear

It came with ease,
for you,
to let this one go

It came with great difficulty,
for me,
to see you stand by and simply do nothing
Written by
Trinity Jones  Berkeley
(Berkeley)   
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   Tiffany Espinosa
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