That day
On my sprint to somewhere far
(My head kept banging with:
..I’m leaving something with you
Something very precious
Even if I wish
I can not take it away
I know, it is going with me as well
In every corner of my living and soon-to-be-dead cells
Might even be in a better shape
Still I’m jealous
‘Cause I don’t think you deserve
Not even a single particle of it
But I’m bound
To leave this precious thing
With your self-centeredness
Knowing that it won’t be
I left him
To insult every miniature unit of time
We spent together.

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