Learn To

It hurts, knowing you're not mine.
What hurts worse, is knowing you feel fine.
I forgive, you forget.
I reminisce, you regret.
Why am I always on the sad side of things?
Why do I get the bad love brings?
Love's a game...I'm considering quitting.
But I hate being alone, it's not fitting.
No one to talk to, no one to turn to,
I can't live without you, but I guess I better learn to.





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