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you meant the world to me, and you still do

why do i have to be so stupid, what do i see in you?

you laughed, pointed, and made fun of me

why do i like you, what do you see?

my friends told me i could do better and i know its true,

but for some reason i can't stop thinking about you.

you made me laugh, you made me cry, you made my emotions race

but whatever the feelling tears still run down my face.

i try to get over you but i cant and i dont know why,

its like theres something pushing me not to give up making me cry.

i have a feeling that this might be my last

and time for me to put you in my past!