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Used to cry when you wouldn’t call.

Used to cry when you left me on delivered.

Used to cry when you moved on.

But now, I rejoice when you don’t call.

I get happier when you don’t answer my text because I don’t have to try anymore.

I get excited when you mention her knowing I escape the worse narcissistic person I’ve ever met. 

I wish you the best.

I am so happy you’re not part of my life and you don’t get to call me yours.

You never deserved this beautiful angel.