I think about how you’re gone and surprisingly I feel great about it
Maybe it’s because of the prospect of what my future holds or the fact that I just don’t have to deal with you anymore
Used to waking up with thoughts of you on my mind…now every time I think of you I get vomit up all the lies you feed me
Why do I always open myself up to the wrong ones
Yet hire extra security for my hurt when it comes to the women that only mean me nothing but good
They ask me what happened to us
Normally I like to keep the dirty details to myself
But when you come into play, I go on a tirade
About how my love for was once easy to see but now fade
To a dark area which leaves me afraid
To love again, finding the one used to be a high priority till I decided to degrade
Facts need to be faced
And issues addressed
We’re not good for each other, let’s just go our separate ways no need for the stress
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