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Can love be true without words or motions or emotions? Can I be special without feeling like you don't mean what you say? I can't help but think you don't love me as much as you rarely say. For two hearts, only one has love.
I remember what you said when we met and how you seemed. But that illusion came tumbling down in time. You told me I was special and that you'd always be around, but when I needed you most you were gone. Only one has loved.
Why did you lie and say that I was special? You didn't mean a word you said. I was there for you when you stumbled and lost your nerve, but you couldn't catch me when I fell from a broken heart. You would have tried harder if I were that special to you. |
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