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I never thought moving on from you would be this hard. I told you that we could be friends, and I truly meant that. But why do you have to keep making it so hard to forget, Those three months where I spent every night in your arms, Laughing and loving like I never have before? I don’t love you like I used to, But any form of it is still love at the core, And that doesn’t just go away. You were the first person To break down your own walls along with mine, And rely on me like I have on everyone else. But you have someone else now, So why can’t you be content with that? There’s a fine line between joking and being serious, And sometimes it’s hard to tell which side you’re on when You tell me to come over and be with you like I used to. Don’t you have her for that? You made it pretty clear when you chose her over me. Not that I’m spiteful or heated about it, But that is the honest truth. So call her at two in the morning when you’re feeling lonely, Because you don’t have me for that anymore.
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Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 5:12 PM UTC
You Don't Have Me
I never thought moving on from you would be this hard. I told you that we could be friends, and I truly meant that. But why do you have to keep making it so hard to forget, Those three months where I spent every night in your arms, Laughing and loving like I never have before? I don’t love you like I used to, But any form of it is still love at the core, And that doesn’t just go away. You were the first person To break down your own walls along with mine, And rely on me like I have on everyone else. But you have someone else now, So why can’t you be content with that? There’s a fine line between joking and being serious, And sometimes it’s hard to tell which side you’re on when You tell me to come over and be with you like I used to. Don’t you have her for that? You made it pretty clear when you chose her over me. Not that I’m spiteful or heated about it, But that is the honest truth. So call her at two in the morning when you’re feeling lonely, Because you don’t have me for that anymore.
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kristi-d
American
Sep 23, 2013
Sep 23, 2013 at 5:12 PM UTC
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