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Oct 2020
this is dedicated to my new love. not you, because no i did not love you. i loved how you made me feel with my clothes off and i loved how you understand my twisted mind and i loved how you could turn a bedroom into a home. even if home was miles away and we were staying in a rented room and the room next to us just can't stay shut and you had brought so many other girls here that i could grab perfume from the air and place it on myself and compare myself to them without ever taking my eyes off of you. you never knew my favorite color and it’s blue when i know yours is every shade of green. you never knew that i hate my house or that i couldn't eat and lose so much weight while you ignored my calls. so i dedicate this to my love, my new love, because they’ll never forget my birthday and i’ll drown in them like the ocean. i hang you out to dry, i leave you on the side of the road, old love, because for many months i wasn’t even a destination for you i was just a cheap hotel for feelings.
i hope she likes ignored calls and other girls
Nabiila Marwaa
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