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If I promise to not call it love. Do you promise to stop asking me to let you go?
...we make promises we think we can keep. We feel like the love we have can last forever; until we realize when the problems come along..things start to change and we think about it differently. The promises crumble, the conversations become short and that love that we felt that could last a lifetime...died in the process.
You're smothering me with ignorance
a mix of deadly silence, broken promises
and lies.
Abandoned and rejected like I don't matter to you
as the words you speak oppose the things you do.
And it hurts like a burning knife in my heart.