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I know,
eventually,
there will be one perfect time.
I won’t miss you,
I won’t care to come back,
It’ll be over,
Forever.
This will all be in the past.
Until that one perfect time comes,
i’ll have to keep leaving,
missing you,
and coming back.
When that one perfect time comes ‘leaving’ will be the only the thing left.
I don’t want to be stuck like this forever. I want to get a rubber and scratch you out of my memory.
I want to bury you deep, deep down to the back of my brain,
to nothingness.
I want to do this so so dearly.
But I won’t let myself yet.
My brain of nothingness won’t let myself yet.
Or is it my heart?
It may sound as if I hate you.
I do.
I do hate you.
Yet, I love you too which scars.
So for now, i’m around, i’ve came back. Until next time,
hopefully,
but secretly not hopefully,
The One Perfect Time.
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