Breaking up

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think about me when it’s rainy  and you crave something warm think about me at school like how we cuddled in your dorm  
She submerged deep into the depth of her kindness, Her naivety drowned her, strangled her.  She couldn’t complain, she had done it to herself after all. Betrayal, disgust, and irritation, 
Where do I begin? How do you tell a tale so weathered yet so fresh? So foreign yet familiar. Your palm that once warmed my thin fingers
Darling, I know I needed to decline. My betrayal is unforgivable. I’m unable to see the grand design. A life without you is unlivable.   Do not tell me our life has been a lie.
You can't tell me that you ever cared about me or my feelings when the one time I sleepily told you I loved you (on accident), you told me that I didn't
I was a lilac sky  And you were an ocean blue. The glistening color which sparkled in your eyes  made me go to cloud nine.  Those eyes which only sparkled for purple
Butterfly kisses up and down your neck Sweet nothings whispered at 3 A.M. Arms wrapped around each others waist loving each others  warm embrace. I keep you so close because I love you
Love can be painful, Bittersweet and beautiful, Saying goodbye sucks.
To you I am just a guy, A guy from whose cup you sipped bitterness, With whom you shared a bed of loneliness. From whose plate you ate pain, To you I am just a guy, Out of whose tongue deception oozes.
With every unsaid wordbetween us,a new brick is addedto our wall of silence. This silence begannaturally as wegrewboth up and apart.
Where have you gone no trace of you I see footsteps  Fresh and new like a newborn baby  I follow them  Where could you be? Did I miss the signs?  I have eyes but I do not see 
I realised, in light of          the way you came and went, When breaking up with someone you love,           the last thing you want is consent.
Whatever. Whatever you say. Whatever, I don't care...   Whatever that--whatever--means, he can't be bothered to care. "Whatever" he said. ARGH! Just makes me want to pull at my hair  
It all started with a bet, thats all it took to make you fall in love with me.   We fell in love under the sweet summer sun, singing to the radio in your fast black car.  
Had I known that the prerequisitefor our relationshipwas beating your step dad Rexon a mountain bikeI would have challenged him to a rematchI didn't know we were racingI didn'tI didn't
A snow storm blows its way across July I wait for tears, To feel this pain Hold on, I am not falling You are not my faith Not mine Sick of trying to live off your love
Today I saw a book titled: "Why We Broke Up" After skimmy a few paragraphs filled with nonsense and nonfeel I put the book down and ran. A door swung shut and I opened 
You held me   You held me when I was strong You held me   You looked at my face and told me how beautiful my smile was
you make me stutter in every language I have
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