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I told you not to say a word,

Go out with my friends and came home with a text,

Show up three months later

whats up next?

Agree to disagree

all you're giving me is dishonesty

We make up we break up

I'm so tired of this honestly.

My hands turn cold as my heart feels no warmth,

Months and months going back and forth

I cant keep up with you, just letting you know.

As my mind speaks no sympathy, my heart feels empty.

Are you happy now?