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Slow Down, We're in a Hurry

Why do we keep talking?

Why do I miss you?

What is it about you?

You remember that thing

you used to say,

Slow down, when you’re in a hurry.

How we used to laugh.

How your arms felt around me.

There’s no such thing

as goodbye

When it comes to the people

we truly love.

It’s a see you later,

Remember you always.

It’s never really letting go.

I don’t want to be with you.

You were cranky

You were insecure.

You were everything.

I don’t want to be with you

I remember this,

Vividly.

But why do we keep talking?

Why do I hate it when I can’t text

Or say “hello”?

Why do I miss you,

When I was the one that let you go?


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