I know
it's wrong, and I don't want to be
mean,
but there's a little part of me that hopes you never
find someone as good as me. That you always ache for what
you used to have. And there's an even bigger
part of me that can't wait for the day when you come crawling
back, asking for me. Cause on that day,
I might not be there.
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