You make me feel that way. You're just like a blast from the past. A year on, and we're talking again. At any point of the day, when I see your text, my face lights up and people can tell how happy I am. But guess what? I can feel you forgetting me right now. You're gonna leave me hanging the way you did to me a year ago... I know it's gonna happen... yet I fall straight down, vulnerable, wholly at your disposable. I'm useless, I'm a sucker, I'm not me when it comes to you.
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