I hate it sometimes

Why don't you understand I need you more than ever? I don't know if you are blind, but I think even a blind man can see how I feel. You just care about what you like to do, and with the people that you like. I'm sick of it. Be what you were before. Love me like you once did. Whisper those lovely words in my ears. We only see eachother when you have the time and lust. Why can't you see i'm smiling in front of you but inside i'm dying? It kills me to see what you've become. A real Scum. God I wish you understood this. But I doubt  you do.


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