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I loved you a little too much. 

Well, a lot too much. 

When you treated me badly, 

I would say “No more! 

This is the last time I see you.”

Then in our separation,

I’d begin to remember the times

We were happy together. 

When we would dance,

And yell and laugh wildly. 

When we did not care 

What anyone thought about 

Our public displays. 

And so I’d go back to you,

As exes tend to do. 

I never saw your smirk saying

“I knew you’d be back!” 

Maybe I did though,

And chose to ignore it

Because I knew I would be too. 

Sometimes too, I was bored 

And knew your company 

Would pass the time. 

And so, over and over,

We parted ways and 

Came back together, 

Like a stream in drought.

Until finally, after years 

Of intertwining and untangling 

I said “No more!” 

And this time I actually 

felt the weight of the words 

Behind me, and 

Felt the anvil of you 

Unshackle from around my ankles.