2015 heartbreak love betrayal
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For a while, i found myself wanting to tell you how my day went every night.
That was the worst part.
But i guess its easy for you,
Right?
Because it was never me.
It's 11:30pm.
The backlight shines bright on my smartphone tonight
It blinds me, hurts my eyes
Yet I still look to see a message waiting
To my surprise, it's my boyfriend
Texting me two hours before sunrise
Push her away to a corner of your mind
Say to yourself "I'm sure she won't mind"
Never call her, forget she exists
Keep it up until she knows something's amiss
