I still think what we had was real ,
so give your heart back for mine shall heal,
The back turns you give me,
Concerned you seem to be,
Why do you keep denying it,
It tears me apart bit by bit,
Then twice i saw you holding her hand,
Building castles and smiling together in the sand,
Towards her your lips were curvier and full,
Than the ones you curved to me leaving me the fool,
My wrists were full of cuts,
Pain was mine despite the buts,
For nights i cried myself to sleep,
Until no more tears were left to weep,
And just like that i became numb,
Inside my mind, i felt so dumb,
My school appearances were so down,
So you noticed for you asked me in town,
Your voice was the last thing i wanted to hear,
For my last days were probably near,
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