Inadequate

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Perhaps this is it, our final goodbye as you are left, squeezing out my love that has been submerged into your sheets from previous years.

Little do you know that the further you squeeze, the more bitter the feelings become.

Still, you continue attempting to create a spark out of nothing until my body is aching in the cold while you are left wondering why I am not screaming out that I love you anymore.

You are persistent, but it’s never enough. So I just move closer and closer to goodbye while you are sat drowning in the memory of us.

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