By the time you read this, you won’t be the same, and I’m at fault for that.
I have no other way to tell you,
I know you hate me, and you don’t have to pretend you don’t,
And if that is your choice, I won’t convince you otherwise,
Things take time, but memories always last,
I just wish you could understand that,
And I really wish you can see the pain in my eyes as well,
But gosh darn it,
Nothing changed then, so I hope nothing will change now.






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