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Almost

She has a boyfriend now

And I am surprisingly unbothered by it

I almost

Don’t even care anymore

But

To say that

Would be a lie

Because here I am

Still writing about her

Still thinking about her

But

I can feel it

I am almost

Completely indifferent about her


Almost.


Almost.


Almost…


But not quite


I just hope

That nothing happens

To stir up the madness again.


-C.H.


 
 
 

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