12:59 a.m.

Sometimes I’m better off not knowing

Better off not patching through

Better off not finding a way

to ever get to you

When what I only get

And only ever will

is the silence that

you said you’d never give

The free time

you said and swore you’d spend

The stories

you promised you would share

Call it cling

Call it an ache

But don’t pass the blame

It’s your mistake

When you start to miss me

The same way I did too

Don’t wait for me

to forget you too

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