I'd like to say I found a distraction,
but I'm not that good of a liar.
I'd like to say that it all was worth it,
but it hurt like a heart on fire.
I would love to say you made a difference,
but if you did, it wasn't good.
I would like to think that you didn't mean it,
and I would forget it if I could.
After all we've been through, nothing's changed.
You never really cared.
After all the nights and constant lies.
The hole inside is still there.
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