DX

I detest you
and yet I thank you

For if it wasn’t because of you
I would never have met him

But you’re killing me
Being with you is like being in hell

The becoming of you
Is the undoing of me

Is it time for me to leave you?
I believe it is so.

You’re showing me what is wrong
and what should be made right

It’s not you
It’s me

It’s time for me to go.
It’s time for us to go.

I move on.

I hope you will too.

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