He didn't see me, 
when he looked in my eyes, 
He tried to cover it with copious lies, 
I know I should have ended it, 
But the flame was already lit, 
He wasn't really touching me, 
I wasn't what he wanted me to be, 
Confabulated romance, 
His dichotomised life cut me like a lance, 
I let him go to get what he seeked, 
If he's happy then that's all I need.                
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oh, so sadness. well done.