Can’t go Back

And now when I’m trying to forget everything, when I’m trying to move on you text me again. You want to be good like all those times. You showing me poems, you showing me stories. You telling me what all has happened in your home, with your dog when I wasn’t there. 

I don’t want to be there again. I have no tears left to shed. I don’t know how to tell you this. But I hope you take the hint from my face and block me from your life again. 

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