I hate it, because it really shouldn't bother me anymore,
but for some reason it still hurts that every single time I see you
you're with another girl.
Haven't felt truly happy in a while it seems like.
Not like I was with you.
There's always that nagging something, you know?
Like an itch on the side of your heart
that you can't quite reach.
Oh buddy, I miss you so much you have no idea.
All I want to do is wrap my arms around you
and tell you I love you just one more time--
let you know how sorry I am for saying
those terribly selfish things.
Oh buddy, I love you so much you have no idea.
{sorry for the drama, folks}
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