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You told me "well just maybe"

but never followed through

I thought I might mean something

and then found it wasn't true.



I know now what your thinking

that I can't expect much more

no one made me stay

but now i'm standing at the door.



Pressed against the window

to watch you fade away

this dream succumbs to darkness

there's nothing left to say.



Could scream to hope you listen

and that maybe you'll return

but all we had was bullshit

another lesson learned.



This all you have to offer

this empty window pane

a heart engulfed in sorrow

a feeling without name.



Maybe it's for the better

don't have to cry inside

I don't like what i'm feeling

but I refuse to hide.



Take your sad siloquies

and burn them with you pain

if this is all you have to offer

you must think I am insane.