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It’s like damn dude why we even doing this anymore?

I didn’t know it took you this quick to get bored,

Do I not give you everything that’s true?

A warm hand to hold, a loving gaze only for you?

A sharp wit to cut through the bullshit

And a steadfast resolve to weather any storm?

Maybe we both are broken,

I know I’m not blameless.

Anything but

How come it feels like you’re just here with me

To fill the time that you feel 

Slipping through your shaky fingers?

How come it feels like the only time you see me

Is when your sight is blurry from the Hennessy?

Maybe it’s just too late for us

Maybe all that love and laughter has died in you

Just like all the friends and family we’ve buried  

alongside our hopes and dreams 

of a perfect tomorrow

I just wish I knew that there were better days ahead

That one day you’ll look at me again

Like I was the first and last ray of sunshine 

In this cold, dark, cruel world.

Until then I’ll just sit here and wait and think about the days

When you used to truly be mine

How our bodies used to intertwine

And how your smile went all the way to your eyes

The gentle caress of your hand on my waist,

While I’m quietly doing the mundane.

The more I think about it, the less I believe

In a happily ever after for you and me.

So raise your glass to toast, babe,

Soon you’ll be free.