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Sometimes I want my existence to be noticed by you.
We walk around like
two opposite
magnetic rods and
discharge our feelings and the
truth elsewhere as not to
attract attention.
There are times where we could
act like we're in love but
you'd never want that at all.
What is this love? My own fault for trying to be happy.
Clearly not good enough, because
I'm not good enough.
The space
between us
is getting bigger and
I'm afraid what we had
is now lost in missed birthdays,
unspoken I love yous and all
the tears trickling down
each side of my face.
It hurts, like
it's pushing down
harder, I'm getting dragged down, and
it's all my fucking fault, because
I feel in love with someone who
doesn't care.
We walk around like
two opposite
magnetic rods and
discharge our feelings and the
truth elsewhere as not to
attract attention.
There are times where we could
act like we're in love but
you'd never want that at all.
What is this love? My own fault for trying to be happy.
Clearly not good enough, because
I'm not good enough.
The space
between us
is getting bigger and
I'm afraid what we had
is now lost in missed birthdays,
unspoken I love yous and all
the tears trickling down
each side of my face.
It hurts, like
it's pushing down
harder, I'm getting dragged down, and
it's all my fucking fault, because
I feel in love with someone who
doesn't care.
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Being left fighting for nothing hurts.
Trying to hard and getting nothing hurts.
Love hurts so fucking bad.
It's my own fault for trying too hard.
Trying to hard and getting nothing hurts.
Love hurts so fucking bad.
It's my own fault for trying too hard.
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First stanza is captivating.