It would have hurt less if you had just taken a gun and shot me.
But instead, you had to make it slow and painful.
You'd reel me in so close that I would go dizzy. It was torture being so close. The second our lips were about to touch you'd take a step back and leave me again.
Why do you keep making this so long and painful?
Just pull the trigger.
End it.
End us.
Because i can't take this back-and-fourth anymore.
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