I deleted your number, I deleted the pictures of you and me, but I can't erase you from my memory. I remember the good times, the bad times and everything in between, i remember the day you fell out of love with me. Sleepless nights stupid fights fake a smile pretend it's alright. Then the walls came crumbling around me I was surrounded by your lies couldn't breathe I was dying inside unable to hide it was killing me. I hated what you had become it felt like a nightmare that had just begun and it was killing me.
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