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Looking out my window.

Staring into the dark.

The pain subsides.

But my heart still broken.

Waiting for you to come back.

Wanting you to rescue me.

Hold me tightly.

I beg for you not to leave me.

But you walk out the door many times.

I could never figure out why.

I thought I was good enough.

But I guess not.

You just left me standing there.

With tears flowing down my cheeks.

I guess you didn't love me.

Because if you did.

You wouldn't have broken my heart.

Into Million pieces and step on them.

~Kesha~