Back in school, they didn't teach us what we needed to know, like how to deal with despair or a broken heart.
I gave you my heart and you broke it. Now you love me but I don't love you.
How many times can your heart break until there's nothing left to be broken?
Love starts with a hug, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear.
A million words wouldnt bring you back, I know because I tried. Neither would a million tears, I know because I've cried.
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