situationship
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You tell me you're sorry for sleeping
You tell me you're sorry for not answering
You tell me you're sorry for your phone dying
You tell me you're sorry for not texting
You tell me you're sorry for being you
I'm not sure why I cry
It wasn't mutual in the beginning
I wouldn't be a priority
And I knew that from the start
But it's okay, because
I like when you say nice things
I used to think I loved you
I used to think you cared
I used to think "this is it"
I used to be so scared
I used to want to be your all
I used to think you did too
