Stop Me. in Poetry by Me

  • April 4, 2015, 1:59 a.m.
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I sit on the side
And watch as
Your life goes on
Without me
Like I’m not even here
Like maybe I never was
I don’t get the sense
That you miss me anymore
Or notice that I’m no longer there
I think you sometimes feel guilty
Because I still miss you
Because I still want you
If I find someone new
The pressure is off
No decision needs to be made
That should make things easier for you
I have to do my own thing
I won’t wait for you to stop me
But I wish you’d stop me

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