I'm constantly being told that you like me.
Well, I was at least.
And now? Well now you don't even speak to me anymore.
You don't invite me out like you used to.
You don't text me.
You never really showed it much in the first place though, did you?
But then you still mess me about with your friends in a way that makes me smile.
Why did you have to make me smile?
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