I never said it would be easy to love me,
I did say it you’d find it easy to lose me.
This isn’t my apology,
This isn’t me saying I love you,
This isn’t me laying my heart open for you.
Whether you’re coming or going,
Don’t say a word.
It doesn’t matter anymore,
I’m not looking back.
Save your words;
Keep them for another day
For somebody else to hear.
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