Woke one morning, free. No thought how long the change went unnoticed. No scenes haunting or conversations echoing. No reverberating regrets. Just silence.
But I'll admit that I was glad it was over. Now you're just somebody that I used to know.
And I hope I'm just somebody that you used to know.
glad to see you liked it!
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