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Too many places that bring me back,

too many memories remembered in my sack,

myst be you only meant the world to me,

just to turn invisible and go right through me,

i will never lose my ability to be generous,

courteous, a gentleman always showing interest,

if only that text was never sent,

we'd be something good heaven bent,

i'm a devil, how could i expect,

to be with an angel, who's had her wings clipped,

who tried a little then came back to reject,

leave me with the bill, maybe i overtipped,

after you slipped away, i found myself lost,

again over extending myself no matter the cost,

it will never hurt if you just expect nothing,

but still be able to respect all the smiles and blushing.