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I will always love the idea that you're still in love with me
Some months ago
I could find myself figuring out
I will stop thinking about you

And I did

I don't think about you
not anymore
And that's okay,
at least I guess.

And I even figured out that
I don't love you
anymore
But, what's more important,
it's that I understood that
I have never loved you
I was deeply in love with
the idea of us
you and me

Now I'm out of that.

What I'm still in love with
it's the part of you
grown in me
like colourful flowers

I won't water them anymore.
//
while I was falling in love with you
I was falling in love with poetry too

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