Break-up

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I’m always at our spot, waiting.

Under the branches of our tree,

Under your arms,

Always waiting, for everything.

Waiting to be hugged,

To be kissed with love.

Oh, what a lovely story.

But is it?

I’m always there,

You always leave me behind,

Under the darkness of the sky.

But you never show, why I ask?

You always say, sorry, I was busy, sorry, I forgot…

Do you actually love me or not?

You are never there even if it was you that said to wait.

But now I'm done waiting and done with you!

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