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This is not how I wanted it to end. 

You used to be my closest friend.

We loved and lost, but always together. 

Until one day you changed the weather. 

I think of you now with both love and hate. 

And sometimes I wish I didn't remember the date. 

Time and time again you've come into my life. 

I hope this was the last time. 

Self-care and self-loathing go hand in hand. 

But this is something I would expect you to understand. 

I educated and taught you the ways of the world. 

But you threw me away once you found your own swirl. 

Now I grow and have philosophies to show. 

I have my own path to help me know. 

I suspect no other can join me on this journey.

So I must let you go for eternity. 

I cherish our past time together. 

But I have passed through nether. 

An experience I don't expect you would understand. 

Yet this is my own plan. 

My, own stand.