His chapter has ended. I am clean, yet his gaze haunts me in my favorite movies and shows. Living without him is easy, but those eyes compel me to close my own. Those eyes used to interrogate me and make my heart race. It is not love and never was—it is obsession. It is an obsession with how the red string was supposed to draw us closer, but now it tears us apart. 

To live for the hope of it all

Cancel plans just in case you'd call

And say, "Meet me behind the mall"

So much for summer love and saying "us" 'cause you weren't mine to lose



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