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Sep 2013
I hope you can hear the pain behind my voice
It cuts me up to know that she can make you happier
The way you're when you're with her makes me wanna burst into tears
You're so gentle and kind
To me you were just hard and cold
I tried to keep you warm but it never worked
The way you traced your fist across my face
I felt like I deserved it, if that's the closest I get to your love then I don't mind

You treat your new lover with a burning fire of protection
The way you hold her makes me wonder
If what we had was an illusion
It feels so real when I trace my fingertips across my body parts where your tight grips once was

I wonder how this came to be
Packed your bags and decided to leave
Left me on the floor to drown in my tears
It never really made sense
I hope you're happy because I'm not
And I'd rather be the one that suffers than to see you unhappy
Written by
OldSoul
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