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I Thought that I was Happy Once
It always happens like this.
I think I’m okay and before I know it,
I’m sitting on the floor of a bathroom stall
with my back to the wall, crying.
Because I can’t believe I convinced myself
that I was ever worth anything more than
what’s always been handed to me.
Because I’ve seen the patterns in every
interaction I’ve ever had with anyone
yet I still manage to believe that maybe this time
I’ll be happy, maybe this time, maybe this time
maybe this time
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