The coffee got cold
I stopped asking questions
I stopped waiting
Though the pain still lingers
Like a little sting
From time to time
So many words unsaid
I buried it under the sand
I took it with me to sea
Hoping it would all wash away
Every trace of you
That’s been memorized by me.
No longer there
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