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This hurts more than i can tell, in just one sitting,
never thought you would be my pain, since you were the one quitting,
for you will always be with me, in my heart it holds you like a backpack,
but if we ever click again, I will not go to you, we are too far gone to ever go back.
Without you I am cold, I always seem to shiver,
we may have parted ways a while ago, just like water in a river,
we will re meet at the ocean, something I will move towards,
but something dammed up my water way, I can not push through and move forward.
It is hard to be content, when sadness is all I feel,
how can I look back on the "good times," when none of them were real,
just how much was true, tell me for old times sake,
looked at old pictures of us smiling, I can not help but think it was fake.
To me what we had was my priority, but I was only your option,
why would you blind side me, make love as an obligation,
it is not my fault, my emotions relax on my shirt,
I have not been sober happy in months, thanks for the hurt.