Where your heart was gone a while ago
But your mind kept you held tight
And those few bits of heart that were left
Were all you needed to justify staying?
What goes up, well, you know
And eventually it's true
But also, what is pulled can push
Though everything that's lost isn't always found
In fact, more often
What we end up finding
Shows us what we've really been looking for
After all,
The system exists because it works for some
And works just enough for most
But it can't work for all
And it doesn't
Really, though
I'll miss you
So much more
Than I'll miss this
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