Story of a Broken Heart

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I met you when I was fine with being alone.
I began to like you more than I thought I should.
I wanted you to like see me as I saw you.
You began to like me too.
We got together and there we stayed for a while.
We fell in love
We had some problems but worked through it all.
You had to go.
You promised you'd come back to me.
I sit here missing you.
They tell me I could do better.
They tell me I need to move on.
You moved on.
I'm still in love.
Your in love with her.
You see her as your future.
I am left behind.
I am alone.
Again.

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