I’m over you. I promise, I despise you…or something of that nature. I don’t want to be yours… I’m not lying. Pretty sure you love someone else so I’m no longer trying to see why you gave up on us. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt your arms, your love, your smile, and I swear I’m truly over it. I’ll waste no more time, crying out my eyes. I think I’ve paid the price of trusting. and yes maybe when you walked by just then and gave me that slight smile, I flashed… I felt your lips on mine, all over again… And I realized the truth, probably a fact of life, no matter who you love, or even I , there will always be a part of us that will love each other till we die.
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