I know that you care, as more then a friend.
You even told me you did, so why do you refuse to believe that it could be different.
I showed you all I have to offer, then pushed you away, maybe if you give me one more chance it will be different,
Someday.
I don't know what to say, I'm lost for ideas and words, just give me that second chance, I know things will be strange, and different, but I'm willing to take that risk. I always was
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formatting is weird on this one but I couldn't really care right now.
What ya think?
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I think we push others away at first because we loathe ourselves so much.
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im thinking of deleting this one... anyone want to say other wise?
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