Ummm? Excuse me, I believe you've missed a spot,
Because if you're gonna vacate, don't just leave a drop,
And if stripping out my heart like paint was your intent,
Please take this opportunity, fall to knees and repent.
Maybe I should, since I mistook your actions,
Of those seeds given to bud with passion,
Now I'm questioning...,
At times asking...,
What just happen?
Was there an opportunity?
Could this even had worked?
Just wondering...
Just saying...
For you, no longer displaying,
The parts you thought were me going all in,
We're merely where I start to begin, Nevertheless,
For relationships that seems to be the cardinal sin,
If that's how it is,
That's just how it's gonna be,
No longer hinting of life with me,
Keep my distance...,
Maybe you'll make a move...
And won't even pray that it comes on soon,
Or come at all,
Because when love is lost, hurt is the fall,
Coming to conclusions to make us content,
Never mine you...
It is I who repents.
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