Once again, you cut me off.
After I held on to your slimmest whisper that
you still want us
I opened my heart to you again
after I decided to let us go knowing that you also had.
in the end,
what matters is only how you feel about us
not the analysis of others
at the end of a day
when you were alone
in the apartment
you just miss me
But once again,
it is just too easy for you to throw all this away
Your lack of self-esteem
Your inability of love
You have eventually chosen to give in.
Once I thought,
I couldn't find love without you
But now I see,
you are not love
far from real love
how can I give up.what I was looking for, when
I haven't found it yet.
When I tell the story as a third person,
I start to realize how silly it was.
We are not the ones that we thought we were looking for.
It doesn't matter how the story ends
Never forget what you are looking for.
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