Walked in to find everything of mine that you still had neatly on my bed.
Opened the note that you had left saying I think this is really the end.
All the while, I'm wondering if I'm getting better or I'm getting back at you -
so I'll pretend it's working out.
And that's the hardest part of it...
Because even if I could find a way to fix myself,
I still wouldn't be what you deserve.
But you still think so.
Woke up more alone than I did the day before, except I'm not alone.
She's acting as your stand-in even though she doesn't know it.
All the while, I'm wondering if I'm getting better or I'm getting back at you -
so I'll pretend it's working out.
And that's the hardest part of it...
Because even if I could find a way to fix myself,
I still wouldn't be what you deserve.
But somehow, you still think so
And that's the hardest part of it.
When I see your spine show itself through your skin
Or notice suggestions of all of your ribs -
It's enough to let me know how well you've handled this
On your own.

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