little room

it's weird sitting 
in this little room again
it's only four see through walls, breathe,
it's only some benches and
a closed coffee shop, breathe, 
and last time, i expected you to appear,
but this time i wasn't, but then it wasn't
4a.m., and you probably didn't love me,
so i sat there in my little spot, 
where i had you then i didn't, 
and i felt like you were the most
integral part of my past for a while,
and i tell myself i didn't love you, 
but i don't love myself enough
to be able to have any conviction,
i'm glad i had those four see through walls

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Author: angus macnaghten

cynical and cyclical, hit me up, ajmacnaghten@hotmail.co.uk

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