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So this is how it ends

Because I fell in love with my best friend

Didn't have much luck

Because I wasn't enough

All I wanted in life was love

That was all I could ever dream of

But now all my hopes and dreams are gone

I should have believed all along 

That you were going to do this

How could I have missed 

The signs

I suppose you were never really mine 

You turned my beating heart into stone

Now I'm afraid of dying alone

My tears spill on the words on these pages

Seems like I've cried for ages

I hate how you make me feel

How I actually believed this was real

At night I lay in bed and sigh

Because now I don't know how to feel alive