Patience is the virtue that I learned because of you.

From all those days,
when I drank water pretending it was alcohol hoping that it would erase you from mind,
as I waited for your beckon that never came.

I even wrote you messages,
some I sent and later regretted and some are drafts that you’ll never receive,
but hey that’s love.

Love of which you probably don’t get because to you I was just another trophy,
that now lays on your forgotten shelf,
but to me you were the real thing,
I just wish that you would have know that.

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