New times 

You’re always the one who has left

she says 

And tears are running down 

from the corner of my eyes

The seperation is still raw

And oh boy 

I want you to know 

I didn’t want to leave you

But sometimes 

Most times

Always

It comes more naturally

But 

this time 

The first time 

I’m not going to be the 

one

that leaves 

Again and again and again 

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