you can be mad as a mad dog at the way things went,
you can swear and curse the fates.
but when it comes to the end,
you have to let go.
-Curious Case of Benjamin Buttons
looking back to where we were,
looking at where we are at.
is this what it has come to be?
none of us giving in to each other.
a battle of egos,
leaving us nothing but tears and frowns,
a heart still wanting to be fixed.
is this how we should remember us by?
seeing you hurts.
thinking of you hurts.
not seeing you hurts.
talking to you hurts.
not talking to you hurts.
it's all so bizarre .
it's all so fairly new .
perhaps i'd be contented only when i learn the truth.
was i the queen of your heart once? or am i just another trophy on your shelf?
xx
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