Let me mourn what it was
And what it would never beSay goodbye to what could have been
Let go of what you were to me
Give me a second
To process and forget
How close we were
And how you discarded me
I need a second before
I could move on
Treat you like how you treated me
Like tiny stones in your shoes
Like dirt on your jacket
Insignificant and bothersome
Let me take a second
Before I could compose myself
And come back a better me
The one you never could have hurt
Cause saw your bullshit from the very beginning
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