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Things were happy for so long, now they're gone. I love you still, Yet I love you not. Was I ever really in love with you? Or was I in love with what you offered? I miss the way you smell, the way your lips feel against mine. I miss the way your body feels in my arms. I miss hearing you say you love me, I miss being loved. It's lonely by myself, but better. I always thought I needed you, but things are better without you. So why do I still want you? |
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