It's not always about you. Maybe I got so used to getting left behind, I wanted to deny the truth to myself once you got my hopes up. Funny, the person I lied to most was me. I don't know the answers to why I act this way, but I'm not looking for them anymore.
I won't annoy you with my presence for too long now. I meant what I said, even thought you don't believe me. I never felt like that about anyone else, I don't why it had to be you.
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