I Don't Understand

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I don't understand you. 

You said you wanted to be friends no matter what. 

You let me trust you, 

you let me vent, 

you supported me. 

And yet, 

here we are. 

You have moved on 

While I have scars. 

Some mental. 

Some physical. 

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