I really was. My performance deserved a prize. It got better and better while waiting for... for nothing, like always. I was your smiling girl, your way to happiness, the only one who ever mattered. I was the only one who really knew you, listened to you, forgave you, the one who gave you reasons to feel good about yourself and supported you.
You gave me lessons. Lessons of what it feels like to be better.
I hate dreaming about your face, I hate to remember your words, your lies.
You said you loved me. I answered back. You said you`ll always love me. I think I`ve found out how hate feels like. It`s really not that bad...
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