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I would've expected you

to tell me you hated me,

or to tell me

you weren't breaking up with me,

you were breaking up with my actions.

I hadn't really expected you to

tell me you still loved me,

but you couldn't anymore,

because I didn't love you back;

and I never would .

and I looked dead at you

and I wanted to tell at you

but all I could muster

was a short, stupid

' o h ' .

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