What hurts the most, was being so close And having so much to say And watchin you walk away Never knowing, what could have been And not seein that lovin you Is what i was tryin to do
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when you walk away, I count the steps that you take
She,a cynic.She,endlessly dwells on all possibilities.She,who is certain of nothing but the holiness of the hearts' affection and the truth of imagination and She, a lunatic, grasping for sanity.