All the thoughts of my weekend run through my head. I knew that it was never
gonna happen. I knew that you would never be straight with me, yet I let you
in again. How could one person hurt you so bad, and cause your very being
to break, but yet one word and it is all okay, again. I hate this love,
because I know I will just end up hurt. You ask me to trust you , and I
told you I would, always knowing in the back of my mind, that it would
never happen. You would say it wasn’t true, and hurt me yet again. Like a
sore that never heals. You promised me you would, never hurt me. That I was
the one you loved. But your actions, and your words, are different. Why
don’t you just leave me be, so my wounds will heal. Do you find some twisted
sick pleasure in seeing me cry, and knowing you’re the one causing my pain?
Just leave me alone, so my wounds will heal.
 
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