Something

I loved you enough to ask if

you could come to me and be mine.

It's sad that you never

answered and instead I decided

that I have to let you go.

The pain no longer exists.

At least not anymore.

But still,

I remember the days when

there were you and I,

then it hits, it's only me--

There was never an us.

It was sad, really sad

but these are things

I don't even regret.

I'm still hoping,

someday, one day,

you'll think of me.

But then maybe, you won't.

And it will never be.

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