False Lover
When I awake, you're my only thought. What do you call it when you love someone whilst they pretend you don't exist. What do call it when they finally love you but only out of pity. I really love you, but you seem to think that it's just a fools wish. Maybe it is, hast everyone loving you, and you loving people, yet I am not some random bitch you can pass around. I have feelings and yet you chose to date a whore. 'Tis a pain when you realize that really you love me yet I do not anymore. I will wait for as long as it seems fit, but one day, you can't say I didn't care or didn't push our realtionship around. You lied and you were the false lover
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