Gone again,

When it happens repeatedly I  worry it’s me. And I counter that with thinking it’s them not me. But who actually knows. When it’s a choice between two people and they choose them, then it’s about me too. Because I couldn’t compete. New & exciting isn’t enough against old love. It’s like old money, it reigns against the new money. You can spot old money, it’s embedded and evident with its rich history. New money looks like a fool who has no understanding or grasp, paling in comparison. 

Im the new money, I’m the fool. 

But I’m also the one that comes to the table with no baggage, whereas no one else seems to able to manage that. 

The conversation is looming and after I will be, gone again. 


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