When do I ever tell you I am going to leave?
When do I ever say I will pack up and I am out of here next pay day?
When do I ever call you by an ex lovers name?
When do I purposely dig and make rude comments about your family and friends?
When do I let my real only day I have with you be interrupted by an ex who gets me to the point of exhaustion?
When?
Never.
That's a solid stab in my heart.
Thank you
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