Yet still carry a sample of it in my purse
I don't like that I can still smell you on my pillow
Yet inhale it deeply
I don't like that you said you missed me
I don't like that you said you missed me
Yet uninvited me from your life
I don't like that I wait for you to say something first
Yet wish for your phone call
I don't like that I'm expected to just shrug it off
Yet play it cool as I'm told
I don't like that it has become that game
Yet fear to fold my cards
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