When I am really sad about something and need someone to talk to, I realize that you're the only one who really knew me at all.
But silence was the last word we spoke.
Why can't you see what you did to me and why I can't let you go?
I'm growing up again...
I'm learning to accept that all good and bad things must come to an end.
I'm sorry for still holding on.
It's time to let you go
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