Cheers to those who finally had the guts to let go.
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Sometimes you just don't believe
In things coming to an end;
Of cards under my sleeve,
That hearts will eventually mend.
Your bubbles are hard
To burst, they're made of steel
And in blues,
I can't feel
The love anymore
Whenever you said "Hello"
And made that kiss
Not realizing I wasn't slow
In figuring things out
And reading between your lines,
I got it clear and right
That all of them are signs
For a future that doesn't
Include both of us
In anything more than
Lovers making out last.
Goodbyes are often
Never seen coming
The sad thing is
You just don't know its meaning.
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*Picture from 1.bp.blogspot
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