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I get it now I'm sorry it took me so long Maybe it was just my denial A small suppressed hope That even if for just a second You cared for me I always thought our feelings were just unequal Yet I was so wrong Because I loved you And you never felt anything for me nothing other than convenience You were selfish not like a man with the greed of money But more of a child unwilling to share his toys I'm just a toy to you One you don't care about anymore Yet one you're not willing to give up I don't regret loving you It was an experience One I would not repeat But necessary life experience But that is why you don't understand Why I still care if you get hurt And why I took so long to understand why you were so willing to hurt me Believing you hated me And enjoyed causing me pain Yet that was my own over thinking In the end it was quite simple I loved you and still want good things for you You saw me as an object you would rather see me broken before seeing me happy without you It's okay You'll learn Everyone can be happy
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC
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I get it now I'm sorry it took me so long Maybe it was just my denial A small suppressed hope That even if for just a second You cared for me I always thought our feelings were just unequal Yet I was so wrong Because I loved you And you never felt anything for me nothing other than convenience You were selfish not like a man with the greed of money But more of a child unwilling to share his toys I'm just a toy to you One you don't care about anymore Yet one you're not willing to give up I don't regret loving you It was an experience One I would not repeat But necessary life experience But that is why you don't understand Why I still care if you get hurt And why I took so long to understand why you were so willing to hurt me Believing you hated me And enjoyed causing me pain Yet that was my own over thinking In the end it was quite simple I loved you and still want good things for you You saw me as an object you would rather see me broken before seeing me happy without you It's okay You'll learn Everyone can be happy
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 12:03 AM UTC
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