THIS POEM IS A LIE
i don't think about you anymore
you're not the name on my tongue
when someone talks of love
nor the vision in my mind
right before i drift asleep
i no longer shiver at my reflection
because your ghost doesn't stand
behind me anymore
whispering phantom promises of a
forever we knew we'll never have
i no longer feel your taste on my lips
or your breath on my neck
you've left the space in my heart
i carved out for you
i did not have blood on my hands
just because i'd do anything for you
no, i do not think about you anymore
— selene ☽
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