by VERMEESHA
Losing my passion
for you has to be worse
than anything I’ve lost
before. Losing you has
been the worst thing
to happen. Losing our
bond, and memories, losing
you has got to be the
worst thing that’s happened.
But you weren’t meant to be
kept. You were an adventure
with such a close endpoint.
And I realize now that “us”
to you was so disposable.
Worth less than a broken
plastic mirror. Losing you
was disastrous,
and all so heart-breaking. But
for you it was a wrinkle in time.
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