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this isnt the first time ive been hurt.
this isnt the first time, my hearts been broken.
this isnt the first time my eyes have cried.
this isnt the first time i couldnt sleep.
this isnt the first time ive run away from my problems.
this is the first time ive been honest.
with myself.
you can NEVER get over someone.
friend
boyfriend
girlfriend.
never ends.
you can be, as mad as you'll ever be. and when you see them, and the hatred inside you is just boiling away, eating at everything inside that keeps you alive, you know your only mad, because you've been tricked. you let your heart out and you were decieved, emotionally killed. your mad at yourself, for letting yourself get that way.
and when you look in their eyes, and really look into them, its not the pain your going to remember, its the way they made you feel.
how much you loved them.
how much they loved you.
how they made you feel, how they made the tears go away.
how they made the pain stop.
and keep your heart beating somehow.
until they did it. and felt, how aweful goodness was.
and when they walked away, you forget the happiness they gave you, and their good memories fade away into your memory again, and the hope you had for them coming to you, falls into line with their memories.
thats how you know.
what doesnt kill you makes you stronger.
what doesnt kill you, hurts like hell though.
And you'll keep them forever.
and you'll never know.
that all along
you loved them every step of the way.
even if it hurts to look at them now.
or the pictures.
or think of them.
even if they forget you.
you wont forget them.
and the way they were.
how were you?
who are you?
who am i?
this isnt the first time, my hearts been broken.
this isnt the first time my eyes have cried.
this isnt the first time i couldnt sleep.
this isnt the first time ive run away from my problems.
this is the first time ive been honest.
with myself.
you can NEVER get over someone.
friend
boyfriend
girlfriend.
never ends.
you can be, as mad as you'll ever be. and when you see them, and the hatred inside you is just boiling away, eating at everything inside that keeps you alive, you know your only mad, because you've been tricked. you let your heart out and you were decieved, emotionally killed. your mad at yourself, for letting yourself get that way.
and when you look in their eyes, and really look into them, its not the pain your going to remember, its the way they made you feel.
how much you loved them.
how much they loved you.
how they made you feel, how they made the tears go away.
how they made the pain stop.
and keep your heart beating somehow.
until they did it. and felt, how aweful goodness was.
and when they walked away, you forget the happiness they gave you, and their good memories fade away into your memory again, and the hope you had for them coming to you, falls into line with their memories.
thats how you know.
what doesnt kill you makes you stronger.
what doesnt kill you, hurts like hell though.
And you'll keep them forever.
and you'll never know.
that all along
you loved them every step of the way.
even if it hurts to look at them now.
or the pictures.
or think of them.
even if they forget you.
you wont forget them.
and the way they were.
how were you?
who are you?
who am i?