What You Were Then is Me Now

Coerced to end the journey

blaming me for the crime.

Waited for you to stop me

to give me a hug one last time.

Assuming your stare was for my yearning

but your eyes were filled with loathing.

With time hopes decreased

and distance increased.

With else you moved on.

Here, I remained stagnant.

Overtime, my soul was reborn

free from your regnant.

The free spirit in me burnt thee

Your guilt and regrets settled in.

The positions have changed

and now I don’t want you back

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