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Not Goodbye

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impaledbycats13

Published: Aug 13, 2011

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It's silly how I thought we would be together forever
And all it took was one stupid mistake
For one second,I looked away
I should've known you wouldn't stay
Couldn't stay

I never told you in life,so I'll tell you now-I love you

I love you more than anything,my shoulder to cry on
I need you here now,when I'm crying more
Than ever before
(And do you remember when,
I would lock the door?
And you'd pick the lock,come in and comfort me.
Because only you could see
That the words 'I want to be alone' really meant 'I need you')

I'm foolish for thinking you were invincible
Because no one is,and I just wish I had told you this
Before I lost my chance
And no matter where you go,I just want you to know
I will love you forever
I'll never forget you
And someday,I swear I'll see you again
What we had,death couldn't end

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