i ran away

i blamed you for everything

even when i ran away

my ego wouldn’t let me see it

our story on yellow lined paper

i crumpled us up into a ball

i threw us into the trash can too

it’s never too late to say you’re sorry

i hope it’s not too late for you to hear me

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