Changed - Poem by Ilana Friedman
I loved you once,
and I thought that meant I would love you forever.
You used to make me weak in the knees.
But now I can stand on my own,
stable and much stronger.
You no longer make me smile,
you only spark a frown.
You make me think of all the 'shoulda coulda wouldas'
and how you've turned my life completely upside down.
I know there was a time when I was drawn to you,
but now all I want is to run from you.
You used to be the object of my affection.
Now you are only the object of my frustration.
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