You didn't mean it..
It's my fault.
It's always been my fault.
I befriended you.
I trusted you.
I fell for you.
And I took you back...
Everytime.
All your harsh words and lies
I overlooked because I told myself you didn't mean it.
You told me you loved me,
But love doesn't feel this way.
So I let you go.
And god how good it feels
to be free from you.
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