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You continually ask me a question,

one which should never be asked of me.

You asked what I thought,

what I thought about her.



Only hours,

merely hours after telling me

that I was the only one

that you were in love with me.



Now I know it wasn't so,

that you only said those things

to keep my attention,

you said these things, meant to make me smile,

with false intentions, that made me cry.



She is now the one,

that you say those things to,

and I really hope she knows

that you told me I was the only one,

merely hours before telling her the same.