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Silly me

I was Sick of begging for affection,
and no one understands what it's like to be me.

Silly me,
Got to Keep quiet, like it doesn't hurt.
Keep smiling, like I know I am worth more than this.

So sick of this.

Feeling like a broken record,
Stuck on repeat.

Trying to communicate,
But you did not reciprocate.

It was always the same old story.
Baby I love you,
Baby I'm sorry.

Don't tell me you love me,
If you don't.

Don't tell me you'll stay,
Because you've proven,
You won't.
 
I can't trust you.

Pain like this can't be mended.

Without getting up close and personal,
It's hard to comprehend it.

It feels like knives in my chest Piercing my heart.
The knifes in your hands.

Oops. I forgot.
No one talks about that part.

Silly me,
Where would I be?
If I had refused the ring.
When he got down on one knee and asked to be his wife?

I could've said no.
But I didn't know it came with knives in my back.
I'm under attack.

My heart keeps on racing,
Meanwhile you're erasing every piece of me,
From your memories.

You're doing great!

While I'm contemplating,
If love is truly worth it.
Or should I just forfeit,
and give up on it all.
Written by TrueLover (Meganne)
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