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We had agreed to meet up today I called you twice But you didn't pickup Earlier this evening I called We talked I asked what happened to our agreement You said "were we supposed to meet today? Hahaha oh yeah we were" My heart tore The art got destroyed Then you went on by saying that you had forgotten and tis not important Wow all this time I thought that I was important to you You still went on by saying you will make it up to me This is how you thank me after all I've been through and done for you huh I forgot about making myself happy by ensuring that you're happy I don't know Maybe I'm just the girl who has to ensure that you are where you're supposed to be and that's it All my the me investing my time and self will be enjoyed by someone else This is so unfair If this is love then I don't ever wanna love again Maybe I'm wrong I shouldn't have shown you my home Now you know where I sleep If I knew I wouldn't let you in Now my pillow is soaked with my tears Oh nothing could ever fix a dented soul
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:31 PM UTC
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We had agreed to meet up today I called you twice But you didn't pickup Earlier this evening I called We talked I asked what happened to our agreement You said "were we supposed to meet today? Hahaha oh yeah we were" My heart tore The art got destroyed Then you went on by saying that you had forgotten and tis not important Wow all this time I thought that I was important to you You still went on by saying you will make it up to me This is how you thank me after all I've been through and done for you huh I forgot about making myself happy by ensuring that you're happy I don't know Maybe I'm just the girl who has to ensure that you are where you're supposed to be and that's it All my the me investing my time and self will be enjoyed by someone else This is so unfair If this is love then I don't ever wanna love again Maybe I'm wrong I shouldn't have shown you my home Now you know where I sleep If I knew I wouldn't let you in Now my pillow is soaked with my tears Oh nothing could ever fix a dented soul
Love can't be like this. There's no way. My heart is bleeding.
anita-daniel
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Jun 24, 2016
Jun 24, 2016 at 2:31 PM UTC
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