You said you don’t want me or need me,
I said the same thing about you
Yet here we are, both lying
Awake at night, thinking
About each other
Was it truly
For the best?
I’m not
Sure
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Ryan Burkey
PNW native. Government analyst by day and a writer, song-writer and musician by night. Writing topics include nature, faith, relationships, and social commentary. Hobbies are traveling, coffee shop vibes, food, and comedy.
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I like how it’s 2 sided.