What we must do

I didn't want to love you.

You didn't want me.

I wouldn't admit that I knew the truth.

You wouldn't confess your love for me.

I needed you to hold me all those lonely nights.

You needed my body and nothing else.

I'm moving on, and I'm going to be happy.

You're realizing you miss me, and you're getting feelings.

I told you you'd miss me, I told you im worth the fall.

You told me I was lying, you told me I wasn't for you.

But now,

You don't wanna love me, but you do.


I don't wanna move on, but I have to.


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