How does it
feel to be on the other side of the game?
I loved you
until you broke me apart.
I never
lied but I was hurt.
Hey
stranger, how does it feel to be one?
“If our
love is tragedy, why are you my remedy?
If our love's insanity, why are you my
clarity?”
Says so our favorite song.
Was it
true?
You’re
selfish, are you aware?
What
happened to our forever?
Our fate
has been undone,
By our own
faults.
We used to
be something.
Now you’re
just a stranger.
Someone I know.
Someone I refuse
to remember.
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