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to tell you the truth

i am no longer inspired

you were hers but you were mine too

i knew i was wrong for all the things she didn’t know

but it felt so right to have you

to hold your hand and trace my initials on your skin

and when you were high your eyes would twinkle

i loved your fury when you would grip me harder

i loved thinking we were forever

i loved the idea of your digging my face into your sweater

and even though you chose her,

in your soul i will always be better.


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