I loved you once, with all my heart. You were my sun and my moon. The smile on my face and the shine in my eyes. You were my happiness, but that was before you came and ripped me apart. You left me to rot in my grief, just because she was more beaut...
Look at how they act. They act as if tomorrow will come.
As if life is guaranteed.
But it never is. So I ask you this; If today was your last day, could you honestly say you are happy?
Because I know that no matter how many friends you have or by how many you are "loved", just remember that the crowd you flow with won't even blink when you are gone.
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