I saw you on my birthday.
You didn’t mention it.
But you never miss important dates.
I felt nothing as I looked at you.
Not even disappointment
Maybe just foolish
Maybe I never felt anything to begin with.
Maybe I just got swept up.
How did I fall for it so many times?
Am I that damaged?
I think I was just so desperate to be loved.
And you were so desperate to sell it.
To close the deal on the closed off.
I fell for it like the young ones
So, maybe I also felt shame.
And, it looks like you’ve been running in the same circles.
Breaking the same hearts.
But not this one.
I bought my ticket out of there the last time we spoke.
So, I left you standing there and didn’t waste words.
I didn’t even look back.
And that, to me, is the end.
LL.

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