I said it was your friend who rubbed off on you,
I was wrong.
Although I am angry
Right now
I believe what I am saying with all my heart.
I have thought about you,
oh, yes,
But too much.
I am done with you.
You are not worth my time.
I am sorry we were not right for each other.
You will continue to pretend to be my friend,
And you will continue to make me sob inside while I
Slap a smile on my face and pretend that you're
Just joking.
But I am done hating you.
I will just be quietly indifferent.
Thank you for your time.
I Don’t Think I Realized
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i already wrote that, see?
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she bites her lip.
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