It seems like you hate me, which you have every right.
So its weird when you text me late at night.
What does this mean, I ask myself.
Do you care, or am I still another book on your shelf?
Is this a trick, some sick joke you thought would be funny?
Am I reading this right, because it seems to sunny.
Your wishy washy feelings really screw with my mind.
Do you still love me? Can we rewind?
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