The simplicity to exclude him from a picture and make a smaller frame Is achieved at just a couple clicks although, it doesn’t crop his name. It doesn’t crop his wind-whirled hair or not too stocky build Or the way he looked at me, of which my mind is filled. His body language, more concise than that of his lies Things of mine that transfixed him: my color-changing eyes. Or my smile and things you’d predict an average guy to say Wish I could crop him from my life in every single way. There’s no learning curve or “at least I got the chance” He only hindered my potential, underlining the can’t. No strength gained, no lesson that I learned |
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