Left. Heartless.

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You left,
No warning, with the intention of theft.

I love you so dearly,
Can't you stand to be near me?

The calls, the messages,
You'd never pick up, leaving me in my premises.

My premises of doubt, worry and confusion,
Fading away my love, made my feelings an illusion.

You've never said "I love you", it tears me apart,
Leaving me to question, do you have my heart?

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