It is so much easier
To hurt someone who loves you.

Your words can break them in half
With ease.

The smallest dismissal,
The littlest sign,
Of discontent

And boom
They're:

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Or maybe that's just me.

I know I'm too good for you;
You say it yourself.
But I'll never truly know it.

I know you don't hate me;
You say it yourself.
But I will never
EVER
Truly
Believe you.