I'll admit that I felt it
And it made me cringe.
I won't tell you that I cried
Even if I might have.
It's not a sharp feeling anymore
Just a dull ache that lingers
Somewhere between my ribs
And it sometimes makes me nauseous.
It's hard not to miss you
But I can safely say I don't.
Because it's easier to disregard a stranger
Than to pretend I ever really knew you. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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Loved it, lady. Sometimes we have to just let "them" go. Write on.... 
