To tear you from my heart
is the hardest thing I have ever done.
Letting go of the past,
the best years of my life,
is so much harder than I thought.
I never thought I would want to let you go.
But if I don't I'd be lost in a life of doubt and regret.
So what is there left for me now?
Except for the material things around me.
It's the little things that drag me down,
down to the ground.
I stare at the time,
and I realize ,
it's never been a friend of mine...
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