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so i let it burn. i just poured my heart out, there's bits of it on the floor. and i take whats left of it and rinse it under cold water, and call him up for more. and I say, "Baby, yes I feel stupid to call you, but I'm lonely. And I don't think you meant it when you said you couldn't love me. and I thought maybe that if I kissed the way you do, then you'd feel it too." he says, "i'm sorry... so sorry. I'm sorry, so sorry." He grabs my wrists, As my fingers turn into angry fists, and I whisper, "Why can't you love me? I'll change for you... I'll play the part." Post a comment in response: |
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