She did not just fall out of love,
she was constantly pushed over the edge,
weak from the tireless attempts to save the
very thing you kept killing.
She did not fall out of love,
her heart was deprived of everything good she
brought to the table until her malnourished
soul learned that it's better to lose a love story
than to end the story of her love.
She did not fall out of love,
she kept tripping over the knives you tongue
set on the path, and bled too much to find
strength to get up.
She did not fall out of love,
she fell in love
with wanting better.
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