Over It

We were great, sure

Until suddenly we weren't.

I liked you as a person

But not much more than a friend.

You were cool and funny

I was, well, am, me.

We got a long just fine

But you wanted more from me.

I let you have it

A little bit

Never quite enough.

We weren't in sync, really

Or at least not all that much.

I value you

I thank you

For being there for me.

You loved me like I needed you to

But I always liked being free.

I set you loose

I let us go

Feeling only the slightest shift of guilt.

Thank you for caring

More than I did

But now I'm afraid

I really am over it.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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