suspicion
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I cried when you left but not for the reasons you think,
I no longer had to deal with you and at first I believed it to stink,
You and I had so much history,
But the reasons shouldn't have come as a big mystery,
Waking up in the morning
Gazing at the room’s blank design
Look out at neighbors
Their happy behaviors
He can only see what he remembersHe can only rememberThat which he wishes to forget
At first
I thought you were diamond embedded
And then
I saw how imperfectly you were created
You willow crying like you lost perfection
And some of us
see your little perfect complexions
