There are places I go to that remind me of what could have been
“I wouldn’t be here if we were together”
Then I feel bad because I think
“My love is too tiny to hold us together”
These days I moil through the weeks
Doing better, but still upset
“Our lives do not fit together”
So I go to these places
To try to remember how things were before we met
Then I find only discontent
Since I was never wanting to be here to begin with.
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