LAST YEAR
A year ago, I thought of nothing but you.
I imagined nothing that didn't involve you
the absence of you
or revenge on you.
You you you. That's all that circled my silly brain.
I spent no time on anything else.
I'm better now.
I spend time dreaming of trees and clouds
and the millions I'll spend someday
and sometimes - sometimes
I think of other girls.
I can do that now
a year later
when I'm no longer so obsessed with you.
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