i hear your whispers
on the phone
the way you look
at her
when you think
you're alone.
i believed
your promises
and all your lies
as i sit here alone now
stripped of my pride.
you know you
had me
in the palm
of your hand
but you couldn't be
the better man.
so i leave now
no turning back
a wistful heart
that won't be
held back.
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