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At this point in time, I won’t love you, as won’t you So let’s grow apart, let’s drift far enough to be strangers Maybe at one point you loved me, or maybe the thought of me That last time we talked, when we said we loved each other for the first and last time Bob the fish as our witness, maybe I meant it, maybe you didn’t Who really knows That was the last time we had a conversation face to face Afterwards, everything ended over text You think I’d be able to say that stuff to your face? Most likely not, but I’m blocked so ig I’ll never know In the end it’s okay, I never needed your reassurance anyway I carved my own path and you saw that Maybe that’s also why I slipped away Two people too similar yet different We would’ve never worked out.
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