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There is no poetry
to falling out of love
just a stuttering engine
a sad space in your mouth
where roses once
bloomed

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You used to love the way they made fun of your dance moves and they way they bear hugged you constantly. But now, all those little things you used to love about them, annoy you. You don’t find it charming or funny anymore, you just want it all to stop.

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It’s ironic, isn’t it? You are moved on by now and the thought of me probably never cross your mind anymore but I still think of you.

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You can break up with a bang, but you almost certainly fall out of love with a whimper.

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Maybe it’s timing, maybe it’s the circumstance, maybe it’s you, or maybe it’s me. But right now, I can’t look at you and say you’re the one I want. I can’t close my eyes and make something out of the space between us.

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It was painful and I had to watch it and I couldn’t do anything to save it, to save us. I watched it go slowly, fade until there was no love left.

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We fell in love because we needed to believe that we could still be set aflame.

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One day I’m going to rest my head on the pillow and sleep right away. But you will rest your head on the pillow and start missing me. You will start to miss my smile when you try to look for something that looks like it, you will miss my eyes when you can’t find someone else who looks at you the way I did, you will miss my touch when no one else wants to hold you when you’re tired.

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We’ve reached two separate paths, like Robert Frost said.
But divided you cannot conquer both.

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You said you’re content. Are you really? Or are you just used to him being on the side of your life? Is this contentment that you’re feeling now?