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If love was a word, I don't understand.
Simplest sound, four letters.
Whatever it was, I'm over it now.
With every day, it gets better.

And with everyday,
I try to move on.
Whatever it was,
There's nothing now.
You changed.

I'm walking away, From everything I had.
I need a room with new colours.
There was a time,
When I didn't mind living the life of others.

I'm dreaming of the simple things.
Old ways, erased.