Not Knowing.
You left not knowing,
What it would do to me.
Only caring about yourself.
You just left without saying a word.
Lying about your reason.
So here you are, asking,
"will you forgive me?"
And all I can say is "How can I?"
You left not knowing.
(Something you're good at.)
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