The sad part is.. you're still on my mind, all day long. Everything reminds me of you, and it's so hard not to look at you when we pass by in the hallway. I'm only trying to show you that I don't care, when I care more about you than I care about myself. I'm sorry I'm not good enough for you. I'm sorry you don't like me anymore, but why can't you just tell me you don't? Is it that, you don't want to hurt me or something? It's not like you haven't done it before. You know for a fact you have because you admitted you hurt me. Stop hurting me.
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