Consider Me Gone

Every night

I went to bed hoping

that you would change.

And everything

would be like it used to.


Every morning

I woke up realizing

nothing had changed.

You were just the same.


I've since given up

on trying to help.

You don't want to change

but I have.


I'm done hoping.

I'm done waiting.

Consider me gone.




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