When your name drops in conversations with people we both know,

I no longer get butterflies and it doesn't hurt me either. In fact i just feel numb.

I no longer fall asleep thinking of you and everything we could be,

and I no longer meet you in my dreamland.

You are no longer what my subconsciousness searches for, when I enter a crowded room,

and you are no longer what my mind imagines my future to look like.

𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅, 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒔𝒂𝒚, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒕 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒏𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒈𝒐.

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