Getting Over You
Good things never seem to last very long,
Excitement builds swifly just to fall off,
The intuition that something is wrong,
Tells oneself that it's now time to takeoff.
Interesting how I have always known,
Nonetheless, happens to be for the best,
Getting hurt by your stab seems to be prone,
Objectively, I'm bittersweet blessed.
Visions depicte this feeling will soon fade,
Every night wasted on underhand terms,
Reassuring cogent fibs, I've been played,
Your invisible new nature confirms.
Obliterated trust, heart brutally bled,
Under no chance will anymore tears shed.
Posted Apr 1, 2026, 8:25 PM UTC
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