He looked into my eyes for a quick second then glanced back down to the the ground. He was leaving me again. I should have have no to his second chance but I was weak and just couldn't resist him. while he looked so guilty I knew on the inside that he wasn't feeling any guiltiness or regret. He never would, not for me anyways. Finally, he turns and walks away without a goodbye and I do my very best not to break down and cry. My best obviously isn't good enough because the tears start to flow down my face. I hate myself for being weak, but I think I really did love him. So now I need to find someone to love me as I will love them. I hope that person is out there and waiting for me right now. I'm not sure I can wait for them much longer.
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Sweet Pain
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