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This isn't love to me


This isn't love

This is not what you call happy

It's really called heartache

I once loved you by my side

I do stand here each day 

Still being in love with you 

I do wait each day for you to come home

To see your car pull into the driveway 

But in my head I know that it won't happen

You wasn't suppose to give up so easy 

But my heart tell's me to wait 

Even though you moved on and it hurts me deep 

Watching someone else love you 

This pain is the death of me

You'll be the death of me

My love will never fade away 

 

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