Where do I put this love?

The love I had carefully stored,

saved up only for you.

Where do I put it?

It’s lying bare, next to my feet.

How can I unfeel the last five years?

Where do I leave this dull ache that’s replaced you?

When do I get to breathe?

My trust left with my mourning.

It’s currently on its knees,

trying to find its way back.

But as I watched you settle for something you swore you’d never do,

I couldn’t help but feel a breakthrough.

I guess I’ll leave this with the others,

on my long list of almosts.


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