After you left this time.. I didn't cry.. neither did I bite myself the pillow to check if it still hurts or wait in hope of your call.I didn't chose to call anyone and lament about how you once again betrayed me.This time I just sat quite...or rather choose to do so... You choose to leave without a goodbye.. just a text that blinked in the early hours of morning while I was deep in my sleep to inform me you'll be gone before I would wake up. I don't chose to throw out your thoughts out of mind.. they will stop occurring one fine day..just as they had similarly the last time.I can't pretend to be happy cause I know I'm not at the moment, the feeling of betrayal is yet to sink unto me & if it has, I'm yet to decide how exactly should I feel about you. You have chosen to vanish but I'm surrounded by your belongings in my mind.. in my sphere of life. You surreal presence still lingers on, despite not wanting to feel it around anymore. You don...
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