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[inefablywritten]

i keep looking at your pictures
just waiting for them to become animated
have you talk to me again
tell me all those perfect words
you always knew exactly what to say
too bad you repeated yourself to every pretty face

i cant stand the way you are
it sickens me
and i know i shouldnt judge
because im far from perfect
but i can honestly say
that i would never purposely come and go
in someone elses life
and then shrug it off like they should have known better

but here i find myself standing over my own wreckage
trying to justify all my wasted efforts
too much of my world has been consumed by you
and i used to think you were worth it
but instead
you've become my newest regret