I see you everyday.
I talk to you for hours.
And though I love to.
It's hurt too, every second of it.
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THE UNREQUITED WORDS OF A LOVER.
PoetryThe inner feelings of a nostalgic lover transformed into poems. "He was never mine, but losing him broke my heart." Cover by: @FadingLyrics
April 19, 2017 (5:52 PM)
I see you everyday.
I talk to you for hours.
And though I love to.
It's hurt too, every second of it.