sometimes when i am all alone
with nothing to occupy me but my thoughts
i find my mind wandering back to you
thinking, wondering,
of what my life would've been like
if you never happened
maybe i would've been with someone else
that knew how to love me
in ways you never could
but you took away the parts of me that knew how to love
it'll take a long time
before it can grow back again
maybe i would've been thinking
about how good life has been to me lately
bringing me gifts of purple skies
and rainbow clouds
but you took away the parts of me that knew how to see colours
i can't think of anything good
without comparing it to how much better
it was with you
maybe i would've been listening to my favourite songs
and dancing by myself in the light of the stars
with only the moon as witness
but you took away the parts of me that knew how to be happy
i can no longer enjoy things i love
they all take me back to you
and how we used to enjoy them together
how can i move on
when your ghost keeps pulling me
back to you?
— selene ☽
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