...Mature

I don't know what to say.
(Actually….I do.
I just don't want to be the one to say it,
because I've already ruined so much.)
So say something,
tell me all the things I wanted to hear.
Don’t ask me to come back,
just tell me the things I needed to hear you say-
Say something…
Just say something so I know you loved me
like I loved you…

The End

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