"But I'm so in love with him"
Words in a bottle wait quietly
Memories weigh on mind and skin
And you don't love me
A voice on the phone
Thoughts when you're alone
You make the call automatically
But you don't love me
One hand tangled in the other
A fall without my almost lover
I release my grip reluctantly
Because you don't love me
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