I once wondered,
Just a few days ago,
How there was difference,
Between being single or not,
I found out yesterday,
That you go where you two once were,
The memories there kinda hurt,
You see they already found somebody else,
And the hurt grows,
I haven't seen her in a while,
And I'm afraid to,
Because that might just be,
Too much for me,
And might make me hurt more,
The differences are small,
But they leave a huge mark
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