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Still Hurting

Looking back at our pictures,
Looking at us.
As we smile together,
And we look so happy.
I can't help but cry,
I break down,
And regret everyday.
When I think of you,
And why we left each other.
I said things,
And you said things,
That we both regret.
I keep thinking of you.
My heart breaks,
The tears fall into a puddle.
I wish we could go back,
And reverse everything.
But I know it's too late.
I know we will never be happy,
Ever again.
Always and forever,
I am still hurting...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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