Cruel

Why did you leave?

Did you have to go

Leaving such a cruel evening to myself.

You’re leaving now

Like you always do,

Tear stains my pillow, the way our memories used to

The memories that has deeply carved into me.

Maybe years later,

We’ll meet again

As different as we’ll be

Have you became the one you always wanted to.

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