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[echoledger]

I Swore I Was Over You

I lit a candle tonight. Didn’t mean to, it just… happened.

Same scent you loved. That one from my kitchen. The one you said made my whole place feel like foreplay.

I sat on the counter like you used to, legs swinging, glass of wine in hand.

And then it hit me—

You’d laugh at this version of me. Still trying to look cool alone in my own damn apartment.

I swore I was over you.

But I’ve got a fresh manicure, soft lips, and no one to kiss.

And all I can think is— if I texted you, would you come?

Would you?

Or would I just sit here, dripping candle wax and regret?