Take these memories out of my head.

I can’t bare seeing the picture of you in my bed.

I have searched the world,

Looking for someone just like you.

I had it, too.

This whole time.

Al l along.

You were right there with me.

Not second doubts or wonder.

Just you and I.

Facing the world day by day.

Everything I hoped to received.

Is all that I just left so effortlessly.

Why is it,

That the clichés are always so true?

Because I truly didn’t know what I had

Until the day that I left you.


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