Sometimes it isn't meant to be.
Sometimes you pack up your feelings, and you move.
You can only allow them to be bruised so many times before you give up trying.
Weather it's the tone of my voice,
the words I speak,
or the stares of emotion I give,
it's not right.
This is the last I'm sorry you will get from me.
May life bring you many pleasantries and love.
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