Maybe it's time to start letting old wounds heal and the broken, shattered pieces of my heart be swept from across the floor and under the rug because I don't think I want this to go on anymore. I don't think I think I can be mad at you and hope that good or potentially great things don't come your way.
I know,
I'm better than that.
I know,
I'm better than that.
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