You think of me as your favorite candy bar.
You kiss me easy, and enjoy my flavor piece by piece.
But you don't think of me as your girlfriend, because you have other women to think about.
You play around with me, like a playground.
You dig your anger through my veins, like a dog digs for his bone.
But you don't appreciate me, because you have others to appreciate.
You keep kissing, hugging, and cheating.
But i keep forgiving, crying, and loving.
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