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Jun 2016
You were my habit
My obsession, my hobby, the sweetest scoop of ice cream, the prettiest sunset of summer
You were my habit
My "maybe someday", my hopes and dreams, the cherry on top, the last flower before fall
You were my habit
And then you stung me and it hurt like a *****
You were my habit
And then you clouded over my entire mind, so I switched you out for coffee
Because two shots of espresso can't break your heart
You were my habit
The closest I've ever come to success held right in my palms before drifting away
You were my habit
And I lost you, the only race I had a chance of winning
You were my habit
Beloved in the way you'd grip my hips and bite my lips and show me a taste of what it felt like to be two years in the future
Beloved in the way you'd tell me I was too immature and that you couldn't handle my problems and
You were my habit
From kissing me to breaking me and everything in between
Every argument and every cup of coffee bought as a caffeinated apology that I gulped down gratefully even when you burned my tongue
You were my habit
And just like everything worth loving, old habits die hard
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   cgembry
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