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I know the only thing that wills your heart to go on everyday, is the satisfaction of you thinking that you broke mine when you left. But, My dear, I ran out of love Long before you ran out of patience. But I stayed with you, And I tried with you, In spite of my own disdain, and in spite of how the taste of your lips and skin had grown monotonous on my tongue… I stayed. I endured.

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You did not love me, You just loved the fact that I was here for you. You loved the attention I gave you, You loved the fact that I would drop anything for you. You did not love me, but god, I loved you

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