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You loved me.
That was okay.
I made you wait
For another day.
Then I loved you.
And it was sweet.
But we were young.
It was a two-way street.
We grew apart.
We grew older.
I kept all your letters
In my secret folder.
Then we felt the same.
But I was sick.
We decided to wait.
We took the risk.
But then you met her.
And forgot about me.
My heart was yours,
But you decided to flee.
I thought you'd change your mind.
Like we'd both done before.
But I'm still waiting
With the shards of my heart scattered on the floor.
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