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Jun 17
I waited for you.
I sent you messages,
I waited for a reply

You never told me what you felt
Until you did
And it felt like an excuse

An excuse for ignoring me
An excuse for leaving me on read
An excuse for making me think you liked me

But your excuse was a lie
That wasn’t how you felt
You just didn’t like me.
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