It's funny.
Just last night you told me how much you miss me & how much you love me.
I believed you.
Then today I saw you talking to the girl who ruined our relationship.
It hurts because I know your feelings for her.
I know you think she beautiful & independent. You said it yourself.
I know you like her.
I can tell, because the way you looked her, well that's the way you use to look at me.
-K.L.
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 7:58 PM UTC
It's funny.
Just last night you told me how much you miss me & how much you love me.
I believed you.
Then today I saw you talking to the girl who ruined our relationship.
It hurts because I know your feelings for her.
I know you think she beautiful & independent. You said it yourself.
I know you like her.
I can tell, because the way you looked her, well that's the way you use to look at me.
-K.L.
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