You keep dissapointing me, you keep treating me like you don’t care yet you say you do. How am I supposed to believe that? Learn to play your game right, or you will loose.
You told me not to get so lost in my own head, begged me to come out but I never would.
“Where else would I go?”
I think you wanted me to get lost in you.
You left then, slamming the door and driving as fast and as far as you could so I could never really be sure. That was it, wasn’t it?
You never could have been that for me.
And I’m so sorry.
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