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Jun 2018
I guess
I have to learn to live without you.
But, it's hard because
I thought I never would.
And I can pretend that you still love me,
But I don't think either of us ever understood
What love is.

So, this is goodbye, my love,
Because
I won't be here in the morning.
I just can't help but wonder
If you will be relieved that I'm gone.

(c) 2018 Indigo Kenna
Nonn
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Nonn  F/Somewhere new.
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