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Silence follows every word
I know what you're going to say
Even before you do
I know that every time you talk to me
A pang of guilt stabs your side
I know that you'll never regret saying
"I love you"
But you try to remember
Why you did in the first place
I know that you sit and stare
And lose all track of time
Thinking about her
But I also know
That there will never be another love like ours
And you do too

Jesster Ketchupp

I write for the same reason I breathe, it's the only thing keeping me alive...