You think I’m leaving on an airplane.
In just ONE week.
But I know something I bet you don’t know.
I’ve already left.
You see,
I left last year. BEFORE you even met me.
I left last year, before life gave up on me.
I left because I knew this would happen.
You’d all fall in love with me, and then turn out to hate me.
But you only loved and hated what you thought you saw.
That wasn’t really me.
See,
You look at me.
But I’m not who you see.
You only see what you want to see.
That’s why you’ve never really seen me.
You’d hate it if you knew.
That all you see in me,
is what you see when you see you.
When you loved me, you loved you.
When you hated me, you hated you.
Take a closer look.
Next time you see the girl you know by my name.
Take a good look at your allusion.
Don’t be afraid to see your face.
Please tell me what you think
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good poem i loved it, keep up the good work my fav. part was when you said i already left, before we met that part good jo

