This place is dark, familiar, cold.  I know, I know, this story is old. I've loved you, lost you, let you go. Still you haunt me even so. I'll never love another soul, the way that I loved you, as I'm told. Every love is that of it's own and even as I'm left alone, I feel myself quite overthrown. Chaotic oceans of scattered emotions that I have yet to put in place. You've stripped me of a chance for closure and thrown it in my face. Abused and used, abandoned, confused my heart begins to race. I try to please you, even ease you; however not the case. I just want a chance to end things right, to say goodbye without a fight. I want to wish you well in life and make sure that we're both alright. We were once good friends and that I miss, but nothing hurts more than being dismissed. How did I get back here? I couldn't resist, although anything is better than feeling like this.

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