Darling why do you still message me goodnight?
You know that this is just hurting the both of us.
It's making the getting over take longer and the pain linger.
It burns my throat and pounds against my chest.
My eyes could shed oceans of tears and I just need you to stop.
It hurts and I want to come crawling back and I cant and that hurts even more.
Just let it go, you poor soul this is only making the wounds bleed longer when they need stitches and tending too stop dragging what you wish you could be, on because I'm in the crossfire and it's painful to see you hurt and it hurts me even more.
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