No Turning Back
So I didn’t
Get you
In the
End.
And cause
Of her
We’re only
Friends.
But all
I could do
Is pretend
That I don’t
Think about you
Now and then.
That I
Can’t depend
On how
I feel;
I must take
The fact
That this
Situation
Is real.
Cause of this,
My life is
As thin as a
Crust,
And we both
Know that
This hatred
Was more
Than lust.
So you
Can be
You;
And I
Can be
Me—
And this
Secrecy of us
Will never
Be.
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