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You
  never know what you have until you lose it, and once you lose it, you can
  never get it back.My
  heart was taken by you... broken by you... and now it is in pieces because of
  you.Love
  is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a
  memory of it forever.You're
  the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the
  one who made me cry, yet I'm still in love with you and I don't know why.A
  million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried, neither
  would a million tears, I know I've cried.Wanting
  him is hard to forget, loving him is hard to regret, losing him is hard to
  accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful
  yet.Sometime
  you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say
  good-bye.For
  a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to
  someone.We
  are afraid to care to much, for fear that the other person does not care at
  all.People
  think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting
  go.I
  made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time
  for my last tear to fall and smile again.I
  cried today... not because I miss you... or even wanted you... but because I
  realized I'm gonna be all right without you.I
  wish he meant it when he kissed me cause then I could look back and see
  someone who loved me but I can only go back and see someone who used me.You
  always say you hate to see me hurt, and you hate to see me cry. So all those
  times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes?Sad
  isn't it? How no matter what you do or say to me... when you come running
  back... when you need me again... I'll be here... right here waiting for you,
  I'll take you back... no questions asked. Sad isn't it?So...
  from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could've been the
  best thing you ever had.Why
  did I break up with him? Well ,it's like, once I sat down and looked at the
  situation, all the pieces lying on the floor, it just wasn't a puzzle
  anymore. None of the pieces fit together. And even if I tried really hard,
  the pieces, well they were two different puzzles. That's why I did it, he
  needs to understand that.You
  hurt me more then I deserve, how can you be so cruel? I love you more then
  you deserve, why am I such a fool?You
  asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around
  and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.You
  wonder why I don't talk to you anymore and please believe me when I say it's
  not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say I can't
  tell you anymore.I
  don't know which I would rather believe... that you never did care or that
  you eventually stopped.Hold
  my hand, just one more time, so I can remind myself why it is that I can't
  get over you.Sometimes
  all you need is a broken heart to realize that something even better is right
  in front of our eyes, just waiting to be found.Frustrated
  because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel.
  Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need you day and night.
  Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't
  understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love
  you forever.This
  time it's over I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall
  apart... it'll get better, I'll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won't
  want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so
  bad and it won't hurt so deep!I
  would like to thank you, for showing me a part of myself that I have never
  seen. Yeah we were young and dumb, but it still was fun and I guess these
  things just tend to fall apart and I hope you feel the same. 
 
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