you showed me who i wanted.
and then who i wasn't.
and you weren't mine to begin with.
and then not to end with.
and you looked like everything i wanted.
and then became something i hated.
but you get thought of every day.
and then not in a good way.
and you let me leave.
and then i wish i'd stayed.
and you almost killed me.
but I didn't die.
and perhaps thats exactly how i feel about you
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