by Anonymous
And I'm sorry
But my eyes can still
Single-handedly
Create an exact replica of
Your face.
Being around
Other people
Makes me desperate
For you, and
At three in the morning
Your contact
Is the first one
I open.
Talking to you
Makes me happier
Than anyone or
Anything, so
I still write poetry about us,
When I sit next
To someone whose
Hands don't feel like yours
But are close enough.
The sun shone for us
The clouds dispersed for me
The grass grew greener for you
The universe fell into place
Every time I looked for you
And you stood by my side
Saying that you wouldn't
Go anywhere.
I can still sync
My heartbeat
To the sound of
Your laughter
Even though I said that
We needed to
Separate
For us me this
But everything was for you.
Everything is for you
Because you deserve
So much better
Than whatever the hell I gave you
So I lied to myself every day
Created a delusion
For me to live in
And pretended
That I could live a life
Without you in it
But I still threw up a little
When I said
I don't love you anymore.
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