I Guess I Never Got To Cry About You

I didn’t want to fall apart mid-sentence, So I said less and asked more questions. Tuned out love songs, skipped our street — I made avoiding you look complete. I smile and nod when your name is mentioned, As if it doesn't pull me out of the conversation They throw it around casually, like it's not cutting right through — I guess I never got to cry about you.

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