whenever my heart starts to have the slightest hope like before
i make myself recall the pain and the lies; and true enough, the heart dies again
too much of you reminds me of the pain and the lies you once told
need a break from you once again and maybe when the heart is ready again, i will be back
sorry i said i am over you when the heart still do tug and sink
btw.. Happy Birthday, T.
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