What is it to me?
I can watch you walk away and dismiss all the fantasies of
prom dates and movies and dinners.
So what is it to me if you walk away?
“Wait, John…”
“What?”
“Say something, please? Just tell me why.”
“Why what?”
“Why you’re discarding me.”
“I’m not discarding, just letting go."
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