...that you knew me.
That you would understand.
That things like that won't ever get in our way.
That things like that wont. ever. b r e a k.
But oh, so now I'm like that, huh.
Well, sorry.
I was never one to fawn over another.
Sorry.
If I've ever made you think that I'd never care.
And if you think that I'm writing this to get even with you,
sorry.
There's no need to blame yourself,
(even though I think you'd never anyhow)
cause' I realize that I, too,
was stupid to believe in things like that.
And for being able to hurt me like that,
(i have to admit, you're good)
well done.
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