cultivate thankfulness

By cultivate

Fuck You

Do you realize what i've been through, while I listened to the night?
I put you on the shelf, far away from me and my dreams.
You're suffocated, rotted, and dried out.
Finally, you are dead to me, no longer do I love you, no longer do you hold precedence.

I changed everything. I threw all of you away. You can't even recognize me.

I am myself, I am no longer "us".

At last, I am free.

There are arms to fall into. Plans to change. Planes to catch. Languages to learn. Hands to read. Poisen to drink. And dancing, so much dancing.

All new all new, none of it you.

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