All cried out

Don’t worry

I won’t cry about you anymore

I won’t think about it

I’m done believing

Don’t worry

I won’t chase you, pursue you, hold you,

love you

Cradle our precious memories, like the precious stone collection I once owned

your heart belongs where ever you want

I won’t possess your thoughts I won’t dream about it, fantasising

I’ll think of words more appropriate for next time

I’ll keep my clothes more approachable for next time

I’ll hold these stones close to my heart maybe next time

Don’t worry

I won’t cry

Anymore.

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