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Goodbye
This is a goodbye letter to
someone I once loved
I changed my perfume to a new scent
So that you wouldn’t recognize me.
I forget you more and more each day now.
I don’t see your eyes look at me every morning
with disappointment and anger.
You were always so angry with me.
I love my Christmas tree and stare it at
With excitement and holiday joy
Do you remember last year, when you
took down the tree on December 10th
because you had “allergies”?
That should have been my first sign
That you didn’t love tradition and
You didn’t love the things that I loved so much.
You have faded, and I am so happy
That now I see your flaws
And your incapacity to love things
That love you back.
How foolish I must have looked
For you to beam with confidence
And seem like you are so perfect
To everyone but yourself.
Damn you, for making me seem
Like the weak and broken one.
Damn you, L, out there in your fancy life
But clinging on to deep regret
and lonely thoughts.
Goodbye to someone I once loved
Its too bad, you couldn’t learn
How to love me back.
someone I once loved
I changed my perfume to a new scent
So that you wouldn’t recognize me.
I forget you more and more each day now.
I don’t see your eyes look at me every morning
with disappointment and anger.
You were always so angry with me.
I love my Christmas tree and stare it at
With excitement and holiday joy
Do you remember last year, when you
took down the tree on December 10th
because you had “allergies”?
That should have been my first sign
That you didn’t love tradition and
You didn’t love the things that I loved so much.
You have faded, and I am so happy
That now I see your flaws
And your incapacity to love things
That love you back.
How foolish I must have looked
For you to beam with confidence
And seem like you are so perfect
To everyone but yourself.
Damn you, for making me seem
Like the weak and broken one.
Damn you, L, out there in your fancy life
But clinging on to deep regret
and lonely thoughts.
Goodbye to someone I once loved
Its too bad, you couldn’t learn
How to love me back.
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