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Untitled This piece has been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.

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By Bobbi S.,

   You asked me how I'm doing now
And I've thought of a reply.
I don't start shaking everywhere
Whenever you walk by.
I don't look forward to seeing you
Every hour of the day.
You're no longer all I think about
Much to your dismay.
I don't go running to the phone
Praying that it's you.
I don't stay home hoping you'll stop by
Now that we are through.
I realize you have lots of faults
I never saw before.
I thought the world revolved around you
But I don't think that way anymore.
I don't get weak when you're around
My heart no longer races.
Instead of just being with you
I'd rather be
A million other places.
Putting the pieces back together
Was not an easy thing to do.
But I have concluded one thing -
I'm definitely over you.
So you asked me how I'm doing now
And my answer is "just fine."
My heart has mended, I don't love you.
Why'd you ask me?
You must be blind.

by B. S., Stoughton, MA


This piece has been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.This piece has also been published in Teen Ink's monthly print magazine.

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