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07/14/2003 @ 7:04am
By:
rosesbabe3603

I'm sitting here at home.
I'm sitting here all alone.
I'm wondering why I feel so bad.
I'm wondering why this is making me sad.
You hurt me time and time again.
You hurt me even though I was there for you to no end.
You said you loved me all the time.
You said your heart skipped a beat and in your head there was a ryme.
You told me lies not to hurt me.
You told me that we were meant to be.
I believed in all the things you said.
And trusted you in my heart even when I couldn't in my head.
I believed that we could last another year. And when I told myself that it
took away my fear.
My love was blind to your constant missleadings. I didn't realize that
inside I was bleeding.
My love now has been able to see past the brick wall that was in front of
me.
Now I know I still love you and would always be there.
Now I know In my heart that I still deeply care.
You call me a bitch for breaking your heart. I bet you called me a bitch
from the start.
You call me no more on the phone. You don't bother to say hi online
when I'm alone.
Well now I know what love is and it's not you. I found someone who
cares so much and anything he will do.
Well now I know that you hurt me just for kicks. I may have seemed fine
outside but inside I was always pissed.
Yet I still feel bad just leaving you. I cared strongly even after
everything you put me through.
Yet I still feel bad for going away. But I can tell you right now I'm
almost happy today.
So please don't be sad we weren't meant to be. But you
shouldn't feel bad.
So please take the time to be my friend. 'Cause I can't take the
pain to lose you again.
 
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