Seven Hundred and Thirty Days Ago

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Two years, it took me to realize 

that what we had meant nothing. 

It was two people exchanging their lies

hoping to create their own love story. 

Seven hundred and thirty days, 

it took me to realize  that the lost love I was pining for 

was two lonely teenagers exchanging love letters 

through programming code. 

My oblivious mind has found the truth; 

that my greatest accomplishment shouldn't be

finding a love like you, 

but finding the true me. 

So raise your glass!

Let's make one last toast! 

To me, because I'm finally letting you go

like you did, seven hundred and thirty days ago. 

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