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I love you with all my heart,
It kills me when we're apart.
I hate fighting, especially with you,
But lately thats all we do.

Its almost always because of me,
Because of something I didn't see.
Its almost always because of something small,
But I almost always start to bawl.

Childish, stupid, lowly, I know.
But it seems to be the only way to go.
I want you to pay attention to me,
I just want you to understand, you see?

Am I jealous of your friends?
If so, how do I make it end?
I have nothing to worry about, I come first...
I do, right...or is it worse?
Posted: 2010-10-17 19:29:46 UTC

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