PIZZATOMTE

what hurts the most, was being so close
and having so much to say
and watchin you walk away
never knowing, what could have been
and not seein' that lovin you
is what i was tryin to do

it's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere i go
but i'm doin it
it's hard to force that smile when i see our old friends and i'm alone
Still harder gettin up,
gettin dressed, livin with this regret
but i know if i could do it over
i would trade,  give away all the words that i saved in my heart that i left unspoken

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