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Today I read the words I wrote

Last year, in love

And I started to realise

I’d forgotten the pain

That fucking pain

It’s with me every day

And I asked you

I said

“I know how I feel”

I said

“So I won’t be offended”

I said

“But I need to know”

I said

“Do you think it was all in my head?”

You said

“Yes”

Oh darling, if only you knew

The shit I went through

And there you are

Standing there

Telling me it wasn’t real

And there you are

Standing there

So superior

Because – and for no other reason –

You’re older than me

Wow

I’m sorry

I’ll just bow down

Kiss your toes

Of course, I don’t know what love is

Not a clue

I’m sorry I even asked

Because of course you think you’re better than me

In what world could you not?

Seeing as you’re older than me.

~ Bluebell Rizzi

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