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Sep 2013
This hurt will fade.
It's the one thing I can rely on.
The hardest part is continuing to hold up the weight
It rests on your shoulders when all of your muscles are tense and tired from the strain.
We all need a break.
Closure. Resolution.
Something and someone new to make us feel at home
I’m just wandering down a long stretch of highway
With nothing but a worn map in my pocket
And a playlist that only reminds me of memories I’d rather forget.

It wasn’t just me or you.
The pieces just didn’t fit.
I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t miss you
Or if I said that I weren’t heartbroken, even months down the line.
I only hope that one of these days we’ll be in the same place
We'll look into each other’s eyes
We'll recognize the love, happiness, pain and misery that churned within
(which, at that point would have been so long ago)
We might exchange half-hearted smiles and a few words
We would separate and head toward different worlds.
Erica Winter
Written by
Erica Winter  Maryland
(Maryland)   
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