Anger is like the headlights of an incoming truck. It's blinding, and you'll never realize you were on the wrong side of the road until the moment of impact.

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Option, n.: "It's like you're punching me with words," you say. At least be grateful I didn't use a knife.

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Despite you not saying anything
I still believe what your actions show
Because if actions didn't speak louder
Maybe I would have never known

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Reminder:
It's better to be losing her in books
than losing her to someone else.

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You stab me in the back with a knife,
and I apologize for bleeding on it.

You close all your doors on me
And leave windows slightly opened
So I try to see what's inside
But you turned off all the lights

I gather up all the courage
As I take the steps to your front door
I knock and ask, "Is anybody in?"
And you say, "Don't bother anymore."

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"I love you," I said.
The sound of my heart breaking overcame the silence that followed.

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