i know it's not there, so why does it hurt?
it sneeks up on me. pain of the loss. memory of love. that battle between head and heart. my head won. my heart lost. my desicion made. my desire ignored. a friendship gone. a lover hurt. it's over. for the best. it wasn't healthy. it's done. but sometimes, like a phantom, it sneeks up on me.
i know it's not there, so why does it hurt?
"What do you do when you look in the mirror
And staring at you is why he's not here?"
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