Waiting
Long; long enough to stay, But here I am numb and in pain, Wanted to end it, your love is like preparing for my grave, How could you say you love me, when all you do is hurt me. How could you make me feel a little happy then after that I cried endlessly. Been fighting the urge to leave you, guess you deceive me not to. Been tired of your nonsense, but here I am picking up those breaking pieces. Loving you is like killing myself; I suffer in pain that you said you wouldn't give to me. Loving you is like digging up a grave, I will lay and embrace. How could I love you, when all you do is make me suffer. How could I be naive and stupid that you can treat me like as you promise. Three whole years, been waiting for you to change. Looks like I'm changing and you're still the same.
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