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Yeah, so thats what you get for fucking her. [Which quite frankly, is gross]
So you want me to say it? Here..
I'm DONE It's OVER I'm FINISHED..
and MOVING ON
I got this off Kday:
for every ounce of pain you inflicted on me,
& every tear you made me cry,
i seriously hope it comes back to you.
i hope you stay up late at night on the verge of giving up.
i hope it hurts to smile & you have to pretend to be happy.
but mostly, for every lie of 'i love you' that you told me
i hope you feel as helpless & lonely as i've learned to feel
i guess to some extent, you get used to being alone.
you get used to not expecting phone calls & having nothing to do at night.
you don’t expect to turn around to open arms any longer.
the small sounds of him have been replaced by silence.
your thoughts echo through your head, with no one to share them with.
all in all, being alone isn’t terrible, it just hurts like hell.
tell me you've had trouble sleeping...
that you toss & turn from side to side
that it's my face you're seeing in your dreams at night.
tell me that you wake up crying & you`re not exactly sure why.
tell me that something is missing in your life.
tell me that you live to live, and that forever is never enough.
tell me that you`ve waited all your life to see,
that you want so badly to believe.
tell me it`s not just me..
So you want me to say it? Here..
I'm DONE It's OVER I'm FINISHED..
and MOVING ON
I got this off Kday:
for every ounce of pain you inflicted on me,
& every tear you made me cry,
i seriously hope it comes back to you.
i hope you stay up late at night on the verge of giving up.
i hope it hurts to smile & you have to pretend to be happy.
but mostly, for every lie of 'i love you' that you told me
i hope you feel as helpless & lonely as i've learned to feel
i guess to some extent, you get used to being alone.
you get used to not expecting phone calls & having nothing to do at night.
you don’t expect to turn around to open arms any longer.
the small sounds of him have been replaced by silence.
your thoughts echo through your head, with no one to share them with.
all in all, being alone isn’t terrible, it just hurts like hell.
tell me you've had trouble sleeping...
that you toss & turn from side to side
that it's my face you're seeing in your dreams at night.
tell me that you wake up crying & you`re not exactly sure why.
tell me that something is missing in your life.
tell me that you live to live, and that forever is never enough.
tell me that you`ve waited all your life to see,
that you want so badly to believe.
tell me it`s not just me..