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Hurt
Sometimes I wonder what runs through your mind.
As I ran my fingers through your hair,
I’d hoped to see you smile.
Nothing…
Once, we looked each other in the eyes,
And you said that you couldn’t stop smiling.
It’s funny
Because it made me smile too.
The only difference is that you don’t love me
Like I love you,
And that hurts…
As I ran my fingers through your hair,
I’d hoped to see you smile.
Nothing…
Once, we looked each other in the eyes,
And you said that you couldn’t stop smiling.
It’s funny
Because it made me smile too.
The only difference is that you don’t love me
Like I love you,
And that hurts…
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