and i smiled
because i knew
the places your hands went to
the home your heart made on my chest
your voice
the soundtrack to my bliss
how i melted into your kiss
your humbleness
your soft
no beginning or end
i could swim into
the ocean behind your eyes
and float inside your mind
i could uproot
all of the bad seeds this world
planted inside of you
and spend my life
replacing them with
all the beauty i see
when you look at me

I have a million things to say to you
about how you made me feel
how worthless you made me feel
how broken you made me feel
and I could write you a list
I could mail it to you
I could write you a song
I could sing it to you
I could scream it at you
I could cry to you all the things you did to me
tell you how much I loathe you
I could tell you how you WRECKED me
how you RUINED things in my life
how you destroyed those that I care about and love
I could etch it into your skin
leave it in a note on your doorstep
burn it into the wood of your backyard fence
...but I won't.
You really don't even deserve to know what you did to me anymore
So goodbye now.
Even though you're not even worth a goodbye to me anymore.

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