I've been loved by a lot of guys. Like actually loved. But I haven't loved one of them. Then you come along by surprise we met at a job I never wanted and you have no clue why you work there either. Two months to build up the courage to talk to you. Two whole months I mentally prepared conversations and played back in my head the day we meant, for two months. Two weeks after we meet I feel like I've known you for forever. I let you crawl between my legs and take something from me I can never get back. Two weeks after that you tell me how I remind you of your ex and how it was fun hanging out but you really don't want to again. I've never been this broken, did I really mean that little? This is the lowest I've ever come.
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Love or heartbreak? Really what's the difference?
DragosteI have never been in love but I've never felt closer to it than when I was sitting in the middle seat of your truck with your hand on my thigh.
