Absence

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The infatuation was real

The love was not

I saw it for what it was

But still I imagined

 

A perfect dream

A long lost passion

Finally being content

Finally finding home

 

But with us close, I lost all novelty

Exotic no more

Another piece in a sea of pieces

And so the love waned

 

You jarred me awake

Showed me your true quality

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

But the fonder yours grew, the colder mine became

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