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I was deluded into believing that you cared,
but deep down I think I always knew the truth.
I kept denying what my heart whispered,
clinging to the hope that you were someone different.
Now the lies have settled,
and I can finally see what I refused to face —
your love was never real, and I deserve more than pretending.
In the calm of the evening,
Shadows stretch and sigh,
Memories feel heavy,
Soft whispers float by.
Laughter once filled the air,
Now it echoes in the trees,
Each sound a reminder
Of moments lost like leaves.
Though distance pulls us apart,
Your memory means a lot,
In my heart, you’re always close—
In every song I’ve got.
MAD 11/22/24