You whined, speaking
How arrogant could he be
But always
You ended up with a smile
--
You complaint, saying
How wicked could he be
But always
You said he was just being cheeky
--
You cried, stating
How uncaring could he be
But alway
You told me its okay
--
The answer, you knew
You love him
More than anyone does
Don't you?
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Deep down
You'll never know
Someone's heart is bleeding
With the invisible blood