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just left with this
was there ever anything there
but a rush
of passion, of feeling?
you cared only a little
about what made me
me
my wit, smarts, language, humor, looks
you didn't care about the other things
that are me too
my strong opinions, judgements, feelings
my health, family, job, friends
you carried what was easy
and when it
not I
got too heavy
you let it all drop
little by little
until nothing was left
you did not appreciate, deserve, or earn
what i freely gave
you only really got a glimpse
but you thought you got it all
i let myself get run over
by you and your stupid car
i am ashamed at how little
i thought i was worth
