Unlove you

it's been a year or two,

and I gladly say that I do not love you,

I've become accustomed to nostalgia,

and I'm no longer with insomnia,

yet once in a day I catch sight of you,

and then i feel my heart turn blue,

yet once in a day or two,

I think of how you were untrue,

and sometimes on a random day,

I feel your eyes look my way,

and then i remember how I'd blush 50 shades of red,

and all of the words that I left unsaid,

but present day I am with love,

yet sometimes you're who I'm dreaming of,

lesson learnt; I shouldn't have said,

I'm still struggling to get you out of my head.

yet still I say, "its been a year or two,"

how will I ever forget you?

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do not take this poem so seriously lol.