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Is it fair for me to go on,

Knowing that my heart is broken and gone?

I'll never love my future One as much as I loved him,

So is love over for me now?

I don't know where to begin,

When I get feelings for someone new,

Someone who isn't you,

Because although their smile may send me weak,

I can't see them being there week after week,

And year after year,

Shedding a tear,

For me when I cry, too.

I can see them making love to me gently,

Or fucking me hard,

But when the times get rough,

Are they around?

No.

Because none of them loved me,

None of them cared.