I’ll turn my back and pretend not to care,
But I’m always looking over my shoulder…
Tell me to my face you don’t care about me any more,
Tell me to go away and ever come back.
Tell me to leave and that you don’t want to see or hear me ever again,
Tell me you don’t feel a thing still for me.
Tell me that and mean it,
And I’ll move on.
I’ll forget you and delete you,
I’ll date and try,
I’ll look past my pain and try not to think of you.
And at night when I’m sleeping, I’ll try not to dream of you.
But tell me first and mean it. Really mean it.
Tell me you hate me.
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Submission Name: If You Mean It
