When the tears falls down your face,
Without you meaning them to.

When you toss and turn in bed for hours,
And you can't get to sleep no matter how hard you try.

When your heart aches and breaks,
And your chest tightens so excruciatingly.

When you try to breathe normally,
And you find that you're suffocating.

When you attempt to smile,
And all that shows on your face is the hurt you've suffered.

When you think you're ready for another love,
And you find yourself comparing your new love to the old one.

When you think you've moved on,
And you find yourself thinking back on the laughter and joy unconsciously.

When you feel like this, you're obviously still hurting.
And I hate to say this, But I'm still in love with you.

And most of all, I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even a little, not even close, not even at all.

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