When I close my eyes I think of you,
and of all of the times that you've been true,
then one day your words became unkind,
leading me to search within my heart,
to find out if I've done wrong, to you.
I realized that I make mistakes, just like you do,
I try to make these up by writing you.

Everytime, I pick up my pen to write you,
I remember, you don't even write me back,
That is the way that you want to be
leading to my, "Heartbreak."

I cannot keep calling you and writing you,
if you don't make the effort to reach out to me.


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