Jesus, how many times do you have to nearly break?

If I knew it was the last time
I would have kissed you longer
Stared into your eyes harder
Held you tighter
Said goodbye stronger
I was not ready
That's all

I still wear your sweatshirt
Until it just becomes thread
At night
Is the worst

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