i thought we had something, you held me every night that i was there that month, we played games and won, and you kissed me goodbye. no one had ever done any of that before. i accepted your coke habit, and you accepted my "uniqueness" and even teased me. then one day i text you in a moment of hard times and you tell me you're on a date? with your ex-girlfriend... yeah, now i understand that i am just the same as i always have been to everyone.
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