I hope I don't love you

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Someone's going to get to know the better you, when I was supposed to.

Why did it have to be you?

My heart's running out of cellotape.

It wasn't gonna be you.

I have a habit of searching for the damaged to share my love.

Now to unwind months of a good time.

People will tell me I messed up, and it wasn't love.

Whatever it was, it was wonderful, but nonfunctional.


I really hope I don't love you.

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