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Thursday, April 12, 2007

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

Why People Shouldn't Fall In Love With Tennis Players.
Love means NOTHING to them.

lame ass but i'm a victim.

so emo now.
i've issues to settle.

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