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You like to pretend that you and I are history,

That the reason I still hang around you is a mystery.

You forget so easily.

I don't forget at all.



Do you use those eyes on all of us?

Pretend to love me like noone else does.

Shatter my dreams,

With those beautiful eyes.



Gave it all away for you foolishly,

Didn't think of how much pain there'd be.



And the worst part is,

I don't regret a thing.