Sometimes I bring you up,
Never by name.
But I knew you, like,
Half my life...
It's cathartic
It both heals
While it cuts me
Like a surgical knife...
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I don't think fondly
Of our history
Or what we used to be.
It was mostly just a cage
For me
The things you'd do to me.
It's typically
A thought of time wasted
Or something kind I did.
I'm not resentful
Or bitter
I just reflect
On all you kid.
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I used to question
How somebody
Could take
And take
And take
You can't expect
A narcissist
To account for
The mess they make.
It's not a game
Of give and take
No, it's a trap
Of give and give.
You have to teach them
How to treat you
Or they'll show you
How to live...
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I used to question
Why you did it?
Now I question
Why I let you?
How you tore
My light to ribbons
You should know
I won't forget you.
You should know
I won't forgive you
But I've healed
From all I've been through.
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And
In the end,
I let that in.
I won't resent you.
Won't resent who
I let you
Make me into
In that rental...
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Sometimes I bring you up,
But it's never the same.
I thought I knew you, like,
Half my life...
It's ridiculous
How it now feels
The wounds are all healed,
From afar,
I wish you the best in life.