Two Years Gone
When I stopped showing up
did you ever ask yourself why?
Or did you just fill up your cup
with another lie?
It was hard at first,
not seeing your face everyday,
but it was even harder not hearing
that everything was going to be okay.
It's been two years now,
still no word from you.
I will repeat, two years now
Not hearing back 'I love you too'
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