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Babe, You've been distant The whole time You've been home... I see you out with her, And my soul is crushed. I always thought, That out of the two Hearts you broke, I was your favourite...
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 9:41 PM UTC
Just a Monday Afternoon, 'Twas.
Babe, You've been distant The whole time You've been home... I see you out with her, And my soul is crushed. I always thought, That out of the two Hearts you broke, I was your favourite...
He broke both our hearts, but I always thought that he loved me a little more. But he said no to me, avoided me, and went out with her recently (as friends, but still). Why does my heart end up in pain no matter what?
WickedHope
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 9:41 PM UTC
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