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Oct 2013
You sir are a piece of-
****, gunk, ****, ****

How do I love you to the point where all you do is hurt me and I still care?

How do you have it in you to hurt me when I'm always there?

How do you disrespect my wishes?
How do you do that?
We're not together anymore but you prey on my insecurities
...even more than before

I don't want you to know you still have my heart,
You sir... I want to tear you apart

I don't see how you could leave me
So easily
like I was nothing

I don't see how you still manage to smile and be happy

I'm leaving you, not like you left me
you still want me to yourself, but you won't commit

I'm leaving.  
I'm not settling.

You party, you drink, you smoke, you almost hook up with other girls
*I still find it funny how your definition of fun is only when you're
under
the influence
You're lost.
You still haven't made up your mind as to whether or not you want me.
It's okay.  It's not worth it. If you don't see my worth... It's okay.

I'm not here for you anymore, goodbye
Have fun with your "fixes"
Written by
ve  Toronto
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