Ten years and countless heartaches later
His presence still lingers
Like a ghost in the armchair in the dusty dark corner
Or like the eyes in the portrait
Seemingly following you
Wherever you go
One last gift
Toxic and eroding
The very part of you that
You were sure he stole years earlier
Things go wrong
Things are always hard
And now, a new roadblock
My heart aches for you, my dear
Through phone calls
something's wrong
And biopsies
Love shouldn't hurt
Love shouldn't ever do this
But this, we know now
Was never, ever love
Ten years and countless heartaches later
He's still inside you
In more ways than one
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