To: F,

I was sad, exasperated, desperate,

I cried, lamented, regretted.

You didn’t mind.

You were infatuated, and I stopped

You from loving me.

You were so young.

You told others.

They looked at me with disdain,

And I felt tugged by nostalgias

Which will never go away.

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