he's got a girl that will understand his jokes,
and discuss philosophy with him.
and all i want to do to watch old movies,
and discuss music with him
i hate that my heart still misses him.
i shouldnt have to hurt this much.
i hate that she's perfect for him,
and i get the "just friends" part of the deal.
i hate hate how nothing these days is fair.
"blackbird singing in the dead of night
take these broken wings and learn to fly
all your life,
you have all been waiting for this moment to arrive."
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