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I started this night, saying: "maybe."
Just maybe, it was not right–not the right mind of mine.
To think that you were not divine.
That, "maybe" you were not so good for me.
"Maybe", we were not meant to be.
"Maybe", I no longer have any tears left to cry.
I started this night...
Midnight, with tears in my eyes.
Looking through our old photos.
Reminiscing on a life-long gone.
Two lovers that parted aways.
We looked so happy...
So full of life...
I made a mistake tonight,
looking at where you are now, in life.
White. White. White.
Flashing lights, big bright new eyes.
People that I do not recognize.
A fabricated suburban life.
I started this night, saying: "Maybe."
I end it with: "I know."
You were rot to my soul.
You were not some puzzle piece left unsolved.
I know that I am whole.
I love myself because I am brave and I am bold.
© DolorTheDaimone
Just maybe, it was not right–not the right mind of mine.
To think that you were not divine.
That, "maybe" you were not so good for me.
"Maybe", we were not meant to be.
"Maybe", I no longer have any tears left to cry.
I started this night...
Midnight, with tears in my eyes.
Looking through our old photos.
Reminiscing on a life-long gone.
Two lovers that parted aways.
We looked so happy...
So full of life...
I made a mistake tonight,
looking at where you are now, in life.
White. White. White.
Flashing lights, big bright new eyes.
People that I do not recognize.
A fabricated suburban life.
I started this night, saying: "Maybe."
I end it with: "I know."
You were rot to my soul.
You were not some puzzle piece left unsolved.
I know that I am whole.
I love myself because I am brave and I am bold.
© DolorTheDaimone
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