I can never win with you.
So we gave up
on what was supposed to be love.
You would tell me lies
just to prevent yourself from ever seeing me cry.
You just wanted to have your cake and eat it too, just like every typical guy.
…and everyone thinks theirs is the most important.
because anger must be tempered with skill.
…I have not eaten in eight days and I’m starving for the same attention you keep depriving me of.
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