It's been months since you broke my heart
But yet it feels like it's still stopped
Every time I see your face
Or better yet see you with her
I still wonder what could have been
You act like there was never an us
Never a family, nor a team
As much as I want to hate you I can't
You'll always have a place in my heart
A piece I'll never be able to let go
You still hit me up wanting me
But if it's her you need why call me
These mind games still seem to proceed
Steadily talking like it never ended.
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