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You chose her over me...But I stil fall for you even though I know everytime we talk I feel like you think I'm or you wish I were her.

When I dream.. I dream of the past… and when I wake there ate always tears...

Everytime I hear your voice… I fall in love with you again… which is always MY mistake.

Sometimes I ask myself…did you even love me to begin with or was I a tool for my own self destruction?

Love is unfair. Sometimes, one is in love… while the other is dreaming of another thats not you.

No heart breaks even. One always wlks away with more grief than the other.