If the words flowed so
easily from me, the way
they wrap around you
and your anger, then I
would be able to tell
you all the things we lost.
I thought when we left
then it would be over,
but still I find weekly
that our paths are crossed.
I hoped that you would put
action to the words,
that seemed so real coming
from your lips that day.
People don’t understand
that friendships are another
breakup that can leave
you feeling this way.
Jess Gatsby
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