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I don't want to do what I'm going to do but I know I have to
We have grown apart or at least I have I can't take it anymore my heart has had enough and is in turmoil
I've lived in a world with little showing of love I prefer it that way, and yet, he shows me too much
I used to love the little teases we would give each other but now they mean nothing having lost their fun
Altogether it was the compliments that got me Too many Too often it broke my heart, not too bad, still they were not true
It was fun while it lasted but now i ask that he can except this and doesn't make it harder than it already is
Yes I have grown to like him very much but I feel in my heart that it is time to say those hurtful words
It is easy to say them in my head and on paper too but to say aloud I cannot do
This poem is for him Sweethart: "I'm sorry. But it is time for me to say Good-bye. And... I'm breaking up with you."
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