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Empty Apologies

Wound opened
the sound of your voice
American- clear, crisp

always awed by my English accent
("say the word 'not' again.. i
love it when you drop your 't's")

i i i

hate what we were

but I hate that I left you
I was a ghost, slipping silently
from your grip.

3am phone calls and
stupid laughs about
stupid things.
(sometimes i'd wake
to find you still on the phone
still connected, when asked
you'd say you were
watching me sleep)

Same side of
the political spectrum
opposite sides of the world

Different walks of life
drawn together by
mutual interests

I'm sorry I
watch your youtube videos religiously
even though I have no religion
I'm sorry I
miss the sound of your voice
miss the sound of your laugh

But
I couldn't do it
anymore
I couldn't be
thrown in the fire when
you were having a bad day
I couldn't have
the past chucked at me
or
be accused of cheating because
I spoke to another guy.

I couldn't do the
one thing I thought i'd
never give up on.
I am sorry.
I am sorry for
not belonging to you anymore.
Written by Undivided_Praxis
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