The last time

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The break up wasn't mutual... far from it. He had his reasons... she never learned why. She was heartbroken, her whole heart aching. She still is, right at this moment, this moment that he's here, this moment that he found himself outside her door. He's not sure how he got there again, it seems all roads they just lead him there. He stands there, imagining how she's in her room all alone. How she hears the soft thump-thump-thump of someone knocking at her door. How she'll look him in the eyes and suddenly everything will be better. How she'll put everything behind her, no breaking up, no past. "Just you and me", he thinks. But she's screaming, yelling at him. Her voice full of hurt and desperation. Tired, exhausted of all this repetition...of this happening over and over. Him at her door with his best apology. Her letting him in. Him leaving. Her aching. Both running fast...but with nowhere to hide. "Just you and me", she thinks. Now they are both yelling, hurt, desperate, tired, exhausted.

"This is the Last Time you tell me I've got it wrong"

"This is the Last Time, I won't hurt you anymore"

"This is the last time"


"This is the last time"

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