crawls in my system.
a bit of freedom
a bit of sadness
a bit of relief.
Knowing the meaning of each response
you are leaving
and I will finally be free.
Though a part of me wants you to stay.
Nothing can be done.
Just like I've done to others.
This is no different.
Yet, I am willing to let it go
each day it becoming easier
than the last.
If a day comes when you return
I hope you will remember me
no matter how bad the reason
was for your return.
If a day comes when you return
and you remember me.
Sorry to say
I will be gone.
The memories wont matter to me
just like they did when you left.
My one and last request...
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