Look at me—
I’m sitting on my bed,
Tears running nonstop,
Thinking about you continuously,
Blaming myself, all in all,
Asking myself, do you even miss me?
I don’t know what to say.
Must I say I’m grieving for our relationship?
Rather, say I’m in denial that it’s really over.
I still have your photos on my phone.
Yes, I have them right; I can’t just move on.
You’re the first person who made me believe in my dreams.
Now you are gone, and I feel lost in the dark.
I loved you wholeheartedly.
First love, first break up indeed.
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