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I Hate That

I hate that,

At the end of every day,

My heart still misses the warmth of yours,

Despite the distances,

Despite the years,

Despite not talking for so many days.


Why does my heart think,

It'll be okay,

If I go back to you,

When it was you who left in the first place?

I hate that.

i don't want to, but i do.


 
 
 

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