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I lay here,

and I can still see your eyes. 

They haunt me. 

Burned into my mind. 

I'm trying

so hard to just be still, 

but your eyes

continue to break my will. 

Blind as they are, 

I wish you could see

into my heart

to see what makes me, me. 

It seems, though,

that you're just like the rest. 

It's just how it goes. 

I'm always the one who's left. 

I keep saying

Never again will i play this game,

but the song keeps playing, 

and i lose again. 

It's okay,

I'll always forgive as I've said, 

but on that day

I won't forget. 

A promise made

when we were alone, at a glance

Your promise said

that I'd get that chance.

I get it now.

You forgot about it. 

I'll get over it somehow, 

but it makes me feel like i don't exist.