It's not often that
You tell someone
To go away
And then cry,
Cause' they do.
It's not often that
You tell someone
That you hate them
And then regret,
When they believe you.
It's not often that
You tell someone
To never talk to you again,
And then wait,
For hours and hours.
It's not often that
You tell yourself
That you no longer love them,
And then realise,
You still do, you will always do.
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