This is how…

This is how I learn to be independent
In the accumulated moments that you didn’t care.

This is how I grow used to isolation
When I don’t have you around for company.

This is how I grew up
When I call and the dial tone rings then dies

This is how much I need you
And only to realize that you don’t need me back.

This is how I stopped believing,
When promises are mere words spoken and forgotten.

This is how I forget,
When there is nothing enough to remember.

This is how we all fall apart,
When I am always here but you are never there.

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