June 19, Headache of My Life
Flirt shamelessly,
Hold my hand,
Say you miss me,
I don't understand,
What do you want,
It makes no sense,
Are we present,
Are we past tense?
You say you 'love' him,
Yet 'that doesn't stop' you,
Then you run back to him,
So are we done? Are we through?
You aren't happy,
You know it in your heart,
So for the sake of his happiness,
Will you tear yourself apart?
If this were your last moment,
If this was it,
would you still be with him,
would you call it quits?
I need an answer,
Tell me the truth,
before I break,
You should know my heart isn't bullet proof...
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