And so I let go,
I refuse to fight the wave,
I would like to believe this is not my end.
This is not how it will end for me,
I will strive to be bright again.
I will bring back my happy.
This is not my story,
This is not what defines me.
This is not my loss,
It's yours,
The pain is mine, the loss is yours.
I am gonna be the ghost that haunts you,
Your wound that won't ever heal.
You will look for me in every girl you want,
In every girl you have,
You may find someone like me,
But you won't ever have me.
As for me,
I know whom not to look for,
I let go.
You win,
But did you really?
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A refined poetic imagination, Rambling. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.