It may sound like a cliché story,
But I won't say I'm sorry,
I want to write this in my history,
I know you won't, that is the irony
The things that made you smile,
Now brings tears in your eye,
Once a happy encounter
Now makes you feel a bit bitter,
In all of the things that happened,
All emotions we've invested,
The effort we both exerted,
This ending made it all wasted.
It was something we had to do,
Because there are places we had to go,
Separately, we needed to grow,
Because together, it was just too slow
I'm not saying it's your fault,
Because it's not anyone's fault,
But acting like a brat
Will not win me back
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