...I thought I loved you until you left so easily.
Yes, I bolted but it was to grief with me.
You left me scorned and broken, lying by myself, and who was I to say how you felt.
I knew you loved me, but how could i say it if you put me in the wrong and ripped me to pieces with one secret you kept from both of us.
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Emotions (Watty2016)
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