Weightless

It's official You've relinquished all the pieces of me you claimed so long ago The pieces of my heart you've kept under lock & key breathed fresh air for the first time in years I felt my chest constrict And then total nirvana This This must be what it really means to be over someone And Gods does it feel good I can breathe through my nose again And not smell Old Spice and ink I can write a poem and it not reek of longing for someone who no longer exist You are truly not mine anymore And I have to say that this is a look I feel damn good in

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