You say you want to make it up to me,
But why now?
What changed?
You didn't even try for a second to fix things with me then,
So why now?
Of all the times, you decide to try again now as my anxiety has taken a hold and I struggle to break a smile sometimes.
How do I juggle around my life plus you,
It's all overwhelming.
The nausea in the morning,
The crying in the night over your text.
Saying you miss me.
I've been right here the whole time, but you didn't bother until now.
You say you miss my lips, but I don't remember enjoying it.
It just shows you have lust for me and you convince yourself it's love.
I told you I didn't like that word, love.
Yet you still used it right after.
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