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it's corny to write about you from time to time
maybe it's stupid to have our memories float around my mind.
not knowing how to reach out and comfort one another
especially after arguing, because why bother?
we loved hard but we argued harder
we often made it worst; not better
we got to the point where we couldn't undo what we had done
and our love began to weigh a ton
your arms were hurting and so were mine - we let go and couldn't pick it up in time
we paused and never got the chance to hit play
and our love for one another began to go astray
I wonder, was it hard to continue loving me?
was it hard to make your mind and your heart agree?
the only time I hated you was when you made me hate myself
and still, after all this time my love for you sits and waits on a shelf

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