Nothing, neverMature

The months
and years
that blew past
not a word from you
but you were in my head
made it through
all those days
couldn't make it
without you
so how could you
take yourself away
scratch yourself
off the list
the things
meant for you
I will never get to say
can't thank you
for all that you did
can't tell you
how much I loved you
can't yell at you
can't beg you
not a single thing
but I hate you
and I think-no
I know, I will never
forgive you

The End

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