i loved you. i loved you too much.

and all you did was forget

that i am human

that there were limits to forgiveness

that i could only take so much

before i b r e a k.

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i looked forward to our meetings

like little drops of water

quenching my neverending thirst

always wanting more, more, more--

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but you--

you leave

you forget

you forget that i could only stand so much

that, yes, i loved you too much

but i am learning to love myself too.

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so i leave

i leave my heart

and my love

because love isn't worth it

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love is not worth being strung around

waiting for the next promised drop

that would never come to touch my parched heart.

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and soon enough,

the rest of me will also understand

that being bereft of love

is a better alternative

to being constantly let down

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by broken promises

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by careless cruelty

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by unthinking inattention.

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and soon enough

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i will also forget you.