Oh well

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Our friends told me you were getting married

And even though I didn’t want to admit it

It still broke my heart to a million pieces

It just hurts to think that you weren’t bothered

That it didn’t even affected you in any way

That it’s only me who suffered throughout

Only I struggled to hold back every tear

Who dealt with so many sleepless nights

Who craved for the night to hide me

It was only me who cried myself to sleep

Who must keep putting up a brave front

Who needs to pretend to smile each day

And in the end it seems that I’m the only one

Who will remember everything between us

©danieldlsantos2013

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~ by lordouch on February 12, 2013.

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