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It's been a while; Been a while since we've last talked. This is harder than I think you think it is, Having you leave me so distraught. When I told you that I loved you, I hope you know it was the truth. You said it to me as well, I hope you knew what those words could do. Just so you know, I've cried about all of this too. I've cried for you, And because.... Well, because of you. I hope you read what I'm saying, Because these aren't just random words. Are you still there? I'm not yet finished. Just one last thing, a few last little words. Remember when you said goodbye? You were sitting on the couch. I was trying to hold back the tears that came, While halfheartedly staring back at you. You had this look in your eye, as if no matter what I could have said, It wouldn't have gotten through. I could tell you were done, we were over with, we were through. Hell, I was blindsided; No doubt about that. You beat me up Pretty good, But all along I knew you'd be good at that, and all along I prayed that it wouldn't end that way. I just wish there was more, More I could have told you. Maybe to change your mind. Maybe so I wouldn't even have to be here tonight. Crying. Praying. Saying, although much too late, I love you.
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Jan 16, 2012
Jan 16, 2012 at 8:09 PM UTC
See You Later
It's been a while; Been a while since we've last talked. This is harder than I think you think it is, Having you leave me so distraught. When I told you that I loved you, I hope you know it was the truth. You said it to me as well, I hope you knew what those words could do. Just so you know, I've cried about all of this too. I've cried for you, And because.... Well, because of you. I hope you read what I'm saying, Because these aren't just random words. Are you still there? I'm not yet finished. Just one last thing, a few last little words. Remember when you said goodbye? You were sitting on the couch. I was trying to hold back the tears that came, While halfheartedly staring back at you. You had this look in your eye, as if no matter what I could have said, It wouldn't have gotten through. I could tell you were done, we were over with, we were through. Hell, I was blindsided; No doubt about that. You beat me up Pretty good, But all along I knew you'd be good at that, and all along I prayed that it wouldn't end that way. I just wish there was more, More I could have told you. Maybe to change your mind. Maybe so I wouldn't even have to be here tonight. Crying. Praying. Saying, although much too late, I love you.
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Jan 16, 2012
Jan 16, 2012 at 8:09 PM UTC
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