Guilty to the result of resignation
Drowning in posts of disarray,
With the constant worry if you’re ok. Sorry for watching a movie with you and my friends, sorry that this stage of my life is coming to an end.
You don’t tell me when things are bad,
When you’re feeling empty, lonely or sad.
You want to hurt yourself yet you post that you want to ask for my help..
No trust, where are we now
You never lose something forever. You either find what you’ve lost, or let it pass into memory.
Regret itches my lips, making me wish I never brought it up. But if I go, you’ll be my girl whether we’re together or not.
Just remember our promises
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