Reading our past messages,
Is what makes me smile bitterly
It's funny how I settled for less
And be happy for barest minimum, stupidly
I used to confess countless time,
And you used to invalidate my feelings most of the time.
Talking about random girls you just link in
And what are your standards that I won't fit in.
Chuckling as I stop my heart to bleed
As I read all those hurtful words you had said
I recall how I awkwardly laugh at your thoughts so hype
Whenever you implicitly saying that I'm not your type
Babe, I don't want you to read this
Because I don't want you to feel so criticized
I'm even having a hard time in writing this piece
Because your feelings is one of the things I prioritize
But if in some chance you'll be able to read it,
Please don't be eaten by guilt
You are not obliged to like me in any possible deed
It's just that maybe unconsciously, you made my heart's bleed
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