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The day you told me to forget you,

was the day I knew I would die.

You were my everything,

and always will be.

When I gave you my heart,

I thought you were keeping it safe.

I thought you would treat it like

the Greek people treat their Gods.

You took my heart and crumbled it,

then you threw it in the trash.

I didn’t think you were like that.

I thought you loved me

and cared for me.

I was so wrong about me,

but I  still love you so much.