The last time

I didn't know the last time I kissed you, that it would be the last.
I didn't know the last time you said you “loved” me, you didn't mean it.
When I let go of your hand and I watched you leave me.
I didn't stop you.
I knew you weren't happy
I knew you rethought your relationship once school started back.
I mean I wouldn't blame you who wants to be with a girl like me.
But I do miss you.
I miss you a lot.
I miss the way you would hold me in your arms and wouldn't let anything hurt me.

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