The more you tend to cover, the more truth reveals.
You answered me, but you'll never tell the details.
While it is discovered, the disappointment kills.
You told me I have a good temper and wonderful personality;
Hence, you take me for granted.
You expect me to forgive.
Forgiving is easy; Forgetting is ridiculous.
Every night when I close my eyes;
Tear drops as flashbacks appear.
No way for us to talk.
Talking leads us to argument.
To remain peace, we would rather leave problems unsolved.
And this is what killing me softly.
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