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This is it, final goodbye.
I haven't moved on, no.
But I did realize I that I have to move forward.
So I let him in, and I try to push you out.
You say I forgot about you,
But we both know I didn't.
I just learned to think about myself before you.
You just want me there when you want me to be there.
What's the point?
Remember this though,
I will never forget about you.
To be honest, I compare you to him.
He's just like you in a way.
But everytime I'm with him,
I think about what we had.
The memories just won't go away.
(Yea I know it sucks, I was rushing, I really didn't know how to write it but I'll try to re-do it soon)
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