special
you were something to special to me. I give my energy and effort I try with you. But it’s not enough. You just kept telling me what I wanted to hear but you didn’t mean one word. I promised you the world , and you promised me nothing , I swore I wouldn’t give up. But you’ve broken me down to the very last pieces I have nothing left to give you as you never had anything to give to me. I loved you and promised I always would I meant it, as you say you love me deep down I know that those words don’t come from your heart you just throw them around like you do to everyone else. One day when you’r gone I’ll finally start to realize the mistake is not that I fell for you and loved you but that I didn’t give up soon enough.
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