You saw a beat up and rusted car, and so I felt so unwanted, unloved, unappreciated. A person who loves me sees that with care I'm a classic, that my engine is strong and I can purr upon a highway all day long.
I was unwanted. But that was because I grew so much and so fast. You stayed where you were. I wish you could have loved me still, that your envy hadn't caused you to show such cruelty. There are nicer ways of parting. You can release a person with love and wish them bon voyage. It's been rough. Real rough. But of course things move on, and I found someone that wants me, someone I want. Each new day comes. Each day I feel better than the day before. The curse of yesterday becomes the blessing of tomorrow and all the tomorrows after.
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