A part of me will always wonder,
Would things still be the same?
Say for instance you never left me,
Would he still be to blame?

You know, there used to be a time
when I held my pain inside...
but that is no longer the case
and he can no longer hide.

A part of me will always remember,
but that part of me will live on...
for now he is the one who suffers,
although my hurt is never gone.
 
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