I've been outgrowing
the things we did,
and you can't help but
turn your head when you see me,
I can't regress.
I meant
to notice the things you did more
and tell you how it made me feel,
cause it did.
Though, maybe this is right,
and I'm not one to fight against
the reasons.
Maybe it hurts you,
when I get up and walk away.
It was never a blow to you.
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