Ramblings about the end of Mr. Wrong.
I don’t want to think
I don’t want to feel
This is insanity
Tell me it’s not real
He told me he loved me
HE TOLD ME HE LOVED ME
He never had to lie
I would have still been there
I didn’t need coercion
It’s is so damn unfair
He said: let’s remain friends
But the mess has been made
He can deal with aftermath
This debt MUST be paid
I should have known there were others
All the signs were there
But I wanted him to be the one
I wanted us to be the matched pair
How stupid.
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