Being cheated on hurts,

Like a bullet in the chest

Like being run over by a train

Any trying to pretend like nothing is

Wrong, only makes it worse.

I feel like I should hate you,

When all I want to do is love you.

I feel like I should be mad, when all I want to

Do is forgive you. I know I shouldn't have

Expected this to last long. We were too good

To be real. Every time you said you loved me, was it

True? Every time you said i was the only one,

Was it true? Or was it all a lie? Was it all fake?

Just a facade?


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