Those 3 Words (ILY)
It must be nice to know
you'll never get your feelings hurt.
How much do you love having all the control?
How much do you know
about the ways you impacted my world?
I won't call you scared
or tell you to man up.
I've got bad luck,
but it's gotta feel great to not have any worries.
You don't know heartache, baby.
You're nothing like me.
You don't know what it means
to wake up in the middle of the night
with tears in your eyes
cause the person sleeping by your side
doesn't have your best interest in mind.
I love a man who consistently disappoints me.
Your soul is full of negativity.
You're a fucking demon
and you don't know how it feels to be possessed
by a love that doesn't stop hurting.
Tears don't fill your eyes as you debate
whether or not you can do better.
Your heart's not on your sleeve,
you don't crave apologies,
or love letters!
You don't need to feel better.
You're just fine.
You're nothing like me,
sitting around like a fool
wondering which promises will come true.
I doubt you will even react
when I say those 3 words to you.
but I have to say them for myself.
I can no longer care what you do.
I'm leaving you.
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