you're not being consistent or consequent. it's not fair for any of us. What are you gonna say? That you miss me? You were the one that didn't want a commitment. you were the one who was afraid of finding everything one was looking for. Don't come back crying and telling me it's not over, don't tell me everything would be the same when we both know it's not like that any more.
Your friends already told me I'm your best shot. Your friends said I needed to be strong, but nothing really mattered, because you still wanted to win, without losing any piece of the cake. Oh, my dear friend, how I long for the moments where the tables will turn. When you come back begging for forgiveness, crying for a chance to show your feelings, I'm not going to be there anymore, because all of these words are coming out to stay just there. OUT.
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