I Need to Know Why
It's the fact that I was born on the wrong side of the world, isn't it?
It's the fact that I couldn't see the freckle in your eye like everyone else before I knew the way your words change when you think of me.
It's the fact that I want it to go back to the way it used to be, isn't it?
It's the fact that I knew of you a side you had never known would surface - a side that was only your moment of weakness.
It's the fact that I had a glitch in my brain that allowed me to feel, isn't it?
It's the fact that my stomach is replaced with a burning force of discomfort every time I think of you leaving me.
It's the fact that I don't understand your side of the story, isn't it?
Because it could never be you at the shorter end of the stick.
[even in my head]
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