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It shouldn't be you

All of this is wrong.

Wrong, I tell you.

I can’t still want you, after this long.

You’re not mine to want,

not mine to kiss.

I hate myself for not moving past this.

I hate you, too.

But that doesn’t stop me from singing love songs

and thinking of you.

Instead of him.

It should be him.





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