Memories Full of Bitter

I see you and I’m walking down the hall.

You smiling up at me.

I laugh out loud.

You question why.

Your face says it all.

I don’t need you or

a heartful of bitterness.

It tastes tangy on my tongue.

I don’t need you in my life.

I’d rather stab myself with a knife.  

I’m independant

and I know you can’t stand it.

There are no more butterflies.

Only regrets.

So these are my ways of saying good bye.

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