I was really there once
I was innocent and endearing
I was awkward and charming
Then I looked in the mirror
I can string a sentence together now
I can stop and get blinded by the sun
I love those cold days when the sun is out
You have no reason to be unhappy
It won't rain and you're wearing your favourite warm coat
Today was one of those days
Today was the day I returned to my bedroom
I should have been ecstatic
And I would have been if I didn't feel like I had left something behind
I know I had to
It would be selfish to act in any other fashion
But much like your favourite coat would do if snagged on a branch,
I snagged my heart on the handle of a door.
It's making me sick.
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