by the time you find this
it will already be to late
i will have given up on the fantasy of forever
it will already be to late
i will have given up on the fantasy of forever
forever ago
i will have fought every urge to call you
or text you
or drive by your parents house to see if you were there
i will have dated
just enough replacements
to have you out of my system
i will have poured enough liquor into my kidney
to erase any trace of you from my bloodstream
i will have broken my fingers
so i could no longer hold on
to the memories of what i thought was forever
i will have loved you
and hated that i loved you
described you
in conversations as my past
even when thinking of you as my future
i will have died
and resurrected as a different me
determined to never die again
so by the time you find this
know that i died for you
i died for love
i died for us
but i refuse to ever die again
(paulwroteit/copyright 2013)
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