Unsure

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Where do i start?
Confusion and questions apart

I never ask for his presence
Yet here he is minding my business

Making me feel needed
But at the same time
Making me feel discarded

'Love you' here and there
'Miss you', i can't feel sincere

Honesty doubted
Sincerity questioned
I couldn't feel secure
In his words i fall

This is making me feel pathetic
Playing his game full of tactics

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