Maybe it's all just a bad dream that I'll awake from.
Maybe I don't want it to be true.
Maybe I'm having trouble accepting it.
Maybe It'll all pass over.
Maybe the promises you made were always lies.
Maybe I loved you. (You loved me).
Maybe you'll regret this decision.
Maybe you should fuck off and never come back to me again.
Maybe I'm just angry.
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