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Another line of some other time,

when my arms held warmth that was mine,

it's not all fine, no more rolling call,

when with you my heart was a dryer and a bowling ball,

nothing expected yet i get rejected,

i wished for more for us, it's not accepted,

except it keeps burning no matter how much,

i drop buckets of water on it, flame won't budge,

why can't i get over? why can't you see

that you think you used to and can still love me,

not as much as he but we can grow together,

never forever, just live right now and it'll get better,

together we can weather anything life throws,

yet you won't look that way and go,

so i'm left in love with love that isn't to me,

and it can't ever seem to blow towards me.