Surviving Without You

I'll sob
and cry my heart out,
drowning my sorrows
in a gallon of ice-cream.

But then I'll stand back up,
wipe the tears from my face,
put a bandaid over my heart,
and move on with my life.

You won't be the death of me,
because you're not that special.
I'll be okay without you.

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