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Jul 2014
I'm not sure why I cried,
weeping for what I thought were missed July's.
You sat across from me
The second time I tried to break up with you.

It wasn't enough till the third.

You had consumed me whole
and I couldn't look at myself in you any more,
I am sorry
I should have done it sooner.

I am sure you felt his laugh in me
and heard the way I said his name
The fingerprints on my tongue
were never yours
dusted tip to tip

I am sure you tasted his spit.

I am so sorry
I should have done it sooner

When I came to pick up my life
from your clutches of the back room
You taped a note on the mirror that said
Be happy
It wasn't intended for me.
And for the first time in two years
I felt a crack in my heart for you
I realized I still had your smile

I didn't mean to keep your senses
They must have jumped in my pockets when I left
And no matter how many times you wash your clothes
I know my scent is in every shirt
Every thread
My lungs are still gasping in your curtains
Burning holes quicker than the sun

You should have opened them
You should have felt me free

I left you in the rubble of empty promises
and resurrected guilt
I am so sorry.
I should have done it sooner.
I'm still happy I broke up with you.
Written by
jackonary
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     Lior Gavra and caroline
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