Tuesday, January 8, 2013

Reality

You don't see the things I do for you, do you?

How much I've changed just to fit your liking, how much I've kept up with you.

It's so easy for you to say fuck it and leave the scene, like I was only a waitress who got your order wrong.

Not a partner who has been with you all along.

If you see this, it might already be too late.

You're not going to break my heart any longer.

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