she wasn't ever
really in love with you
but more in love of
the thought of loving you;
she wished you wouldn't
ever leave her
but she didn't need you
and she didn't want you either
she craved you
like drugs
or like money
you were her addiction
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Poetryshe was a burned soul; inflamed by your euphoric lies believing that if she never told, she'd forget your soundless goodbye ▪▪ - LITTLE TO NO EDITING, FEEL FREE TO LEAVE GRAMMAR CORRECTIONS - | lowercase & no periods intended |
