It hurts to look at you anymore,
it hurts to talk to you anymore,
it hurts but yet I do it.
I find myself looking for you,
and making excuses to come and see you.
The only thing is,
is that you don’t really care.
It hurts a lot to see that you don’t care,
maybe one day,
not any day soon it will stop hurting.
You know what they say you always remember your first true love.
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