I need a shower
to wash away the residue
of you
Exfoliate away
this crust
of old memories
Serenade myself
into oblivion
beneath the
gushing stream
Etch the word
with a damp fingertip
in the steam on the mirror
Goodbye
Goodbye, I don't really want to know why. At least this way I can keep my illusions. Have a nice life, I hope I will be able to avoid u for the rest of the year. Of course I don't want to be friends. How could you ask that of me?
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