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IS THIS WHAT I GET FOR PLAYING AROUND?

He knows everything, he asked me two times. I never had the courage to open it up to him, and the thing is he heard it from other people.

I never really wanted him to feel like it. I never really considered him as such.

I like him,I really do. I just don't know why I gave in that fucking bastard.

And I never wanted it to last. I LIKE HIM.

He painted my eyes for his plate, I thought t'was sweet. Right then and there I realized that the other wasn't meant to happen. SWEET LUCIFER KNOWS HOW TO PLAY WITH MY MIND.

NOW HOW DO I TELL HIM THAT IT WAS NOTHING?