Traitor

You have to go.

I wish you never existed.

The thrill of you is not worth

The ache.

.Weeks of wishing for you

And I have you without

Having you.

I’m going to break.
.The worthless part of my mind

Is louder than ever.

It knows I’m nothing,

Too much to take.

.
Every text is the last one

You want someone better

You wish you’d never

Made this mistake.

.
I have to go.

I wish you never existed.

The joy of you is not worth

The heartbreak.

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