It's already been 7 months.
How come I'm not over this?
I've been told it's easy,
Getting over that bliss.
With him, it's different.
He walks easy.
Without even trying,
He makes me queasy.
He makes up my universe
Each and every corner
It makes me sad to say
That I consider him my former
He made me feel confident
Made me say "I can"
Too bad it was all over
Before it even began
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