I was killing miself, so he can do it for me...

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Perhaps..
Just maybe...
I like you so much.
But at the same time...
I'm not even remembering that you're around.

I like you.
But I forget all our moments together.

I like you.
But I don't even think 20% of my day about you

I like you.
But I don't care if you hate me.

I like you.
But I don't mind if you just leave.

This means...

I don't even know what I feel.

I can kiss you like a vampire in love with his human.

But I can also do what you did.

Take all your energy and willpower and walk away.




You did it...



And I don't care at all...
It doesn't hurt me...

It's no wonder I wrote you a stupid poem, instead of crying at your feet.

...
perhaps...
I would never have felt...
If you flirted with me...
But, you became my favorite person...
I know it.
but go away.
Never come back.
Before they both get more upset than they already are.

Goodbye.

With love, Passion

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