You must think its over
Now that you have
Let. Me. Go.
And you’re right about that
It is over
So you should stop asking
Mutual acquaintances how I’m doing
I suppose you must think I’m devastated
And maybe I am, just a little
Every time I remember you that is
Which is not that often now
See -I’ll forget all this in time
Let. You. Go.
guess you’re not that lucky
Incessantly inquiring after my well being
Trying to get some feedback
The thing is – I’m more mad at myself -than you
For letting you treat me the way you did
I got over it though – I think- so should you
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