i'm fine now
i don't think of you
unless im really sad
and i feel the need
to run into one of your hugs
i talk shit about you
and i hate you
until i don't
until I miss your smile
and the light in your eyes
when you looked into mine
i wish i never met you
because maybe i wouldn't feel the need
to love you
even when i hate you
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The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
