under-construction

The best of me

I heard you bragging to a friend about how good you’ve got it,

reminiscing how it used to be

how you’ve gotten used to me and you’ve got no regrets

I could hear your smile as your list

I could feel the dimple in your cheek

feel the wind at your feet

carefree

feeling complete

unable to see

you don’t have the best of me yet

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