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Nov 2017
Her
You know what hurts the most?
When he makes you feel special and loved,
And it turns out you're second served;
Meaning you're not as special as you thought,
There was someone else before hand.


There's also someone after you,
And maybe someone in between.
But he lied so many times
You're not sure what to believe.


I apologize for the damage
You said I caused and for everything
That's happened before that.
But now honestly speaking,
From the bottom of my heart,
If you're happy with her
Then, I'm happy for you.


IF she can give to you
What I never could,
If she can make  you smile,
Like I should.
Then let it be, I've let go
And I'm sure,
You'll be happy to hear
I've moved on.


I hope that this finds you well,
I wish you all the best.
Hoping you'll forgive me and
That we can at least be friends.
Bee
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Bee  17/F/Wherever He Is
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