How could I have known it would end this way? It always starts the same, but the feeling is always new and exciting. I couldn't keep my eyes off of you at first. I loved the fresh conversations and discovering more about you. Looking into your big brown eyes and smiling, feeling oh so smitten. But then it got tiring. It got boring. You didn't get boring, stop blaming yourself. Blame me instead, I'm a bad person. I can take it. But you're too kind for me...what on earth did you see in me? Why can't you leave without second glances? This is for your own good, before I get selfish again, leave. I lied before. I knew it would end this way, it always does. But each time there's a voice that tells me maybe it won't, and then there's your voice telling me maybe we can fix it. That this is just some rough patch. A small bump in the road that I for some reason have never been able to get over...do you see how belittling that sounds? If it was that simple, I would have been patched up just fine by now. No cracks or scars to show any damage. All cool and under control. If that was the case I'd still be with the person I was with before you. Have you ever thought of that? No of course not. I haven't either.
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