one day when its way too late you're going to say "i love you," then when i don't reply you're going to muster up every thing you have and ask "do you love me?" and you know what i'm gonna say? i used to love you, i wish i still did, but you were with all those other girls, and you were way too blind to see what was right in front of you the whole time. i've dropped hints, and i've tried to make it clear, but you never caught on. so right now, i'm going to have to say we're just friends, like you did to me so many times.
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