I'm finding

(quite often nowadays) 

that I'm slowly running out of words to describe how you left me

like a blackhole, in both good ways and bad 

it sucks in all that was good and rips those memories from me 

but takes away all that I hated 

I have so much I want to say 

and so much I hold back on 

too stubborn 

to admit what I wish I could 

I wonder how you...

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