Ive Died Deep inside

by PrInCeSa BoNiTa   May 17, 2007


When we argue, I can't help but cry.
When you get mad, angry, or upset at me I get really sad.
When you don't speak to me I feel this anger deep inside.
You make it seem like you don't care by acting like you don't want to be there. Through all that there is one thing that hurts me the most. Its when we hang up and you don't say you love me. That makes me feel like I've died deep inside.

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