i wake up each morning with the same aches and pains.
i thought i would be dying, but you thought of it as a game.
theres not a waking moment i dont have you in my mind.
my heart teared apart when you said your last goodbyes.
you think i moved on, and im fine.
if you knew what was really happening, you would know-
its all a lie.
in my past, i've learned- if you love someone, let them go.
if they come bak, theirs yours always, and if they dont,
then wish them luck.
i guess im learnin this lesson again.
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