All I ever wanted was for you to genuinely want me in your life.
If not a lover, a partner, a significant other....
If nothing else, a friend.
A shoulder to cry on.
But now you want to come to me with everything.
Your troubles with love, they aren't with me.
I finally got what I wanted... but I'm not ready.
You need me, you want my help.
But my heart is breaking behind my smile.
You want her, and it has been a long while.
I knew you'd move on eventually.
But I'm not over you.
Why are you over me?
The worst part is, you think you've finally made me happy.
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