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Oct 2024
You
I fell for it.
I fell for the pretty words
I fell for the pretend interest and the untrue wishes
But mixed signals is a system of control and commitment is your fear.
You put on a disguise to hide the part of you that you feel the need to hide to keep me here.
you don't see the way my eyes light up when you text me.
and you don't see the smile I hide when we talk.
you don't need to hide yourself to keep me talking.
You think that I want to fix you but there isn't anything to fix.
You aren't "broken" or "messed up".
You just didn't like me that much
Lola
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Lola  15/F/Richardson, TX
(15/F/Richardson, TX)   
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   Morgan Howard
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