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Hurt

I look at you but I can't see you
I try as much as I can but I still can't
I wonder why
Nothing comes to mind
I keep wondering
Nothing still
But then
You gave me nothing to remember
It wasn't a total waste of time
But it was not worth it
I'm still wondering
Okay, the memory is coming back now
I remember the lies
You told them perfectly
Like a movie star would act out a script
You acted without erring
I'm hurt
Not because you lied to me
Or because you took advantage of me
Or because you walked out when you were mostly needed
Or because you disrespected me
Or because you chose others over me
Or because you didn't talk to me enough
I'm hurt because you became everything you swore you wouldn't
I'm hurt because you did everything you vowed you wouldn't
I'm hurt because you are a lie in totality
I'm hurt because you became everything I've always loathed
I'm hurt because I hate and love you at the same time
I'm hurt because I want you but I don't want you
It's confusing and it hurts even more
I'm hurt because you've met the likes of me
But
I've not met anyone like you
One thing however is sure
One day, you'd stop meeting people like me
You'd meet people like you
Then, we'd see who wins
Because I'd keep watching.


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