i don't need
another kiss from
you. i can live
without feeling
your skin
against mine,
your hand on
my shoulder,
or hearing
your voice whisper
into my ear.
i don't need to
know when
you'll be home.
i no longer can
lose sleep
over the likes
of you.
no, i'm done
with you. and if
you believe any
of that, well,
you have alot
to learn about me.
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