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Why can’t this end?

It’s 5am and I can’t sleep, I’m crying again and I feel lost and weak.

I found his telephone bill, its my account.

The night we broke up, he’d been with her.

Drunk, he’d called me to pick him from up from to bring him *home*

And since that day, he’s lied about them,  not having the decency

to show me his true face

even now, when he’s walked away.

And

I’m no good now.

I cant cope,

I just

keep

breaking

not

healing

I just

want to feel

loved