Of Meeting Half Way

For how well you claimed to have known me, how well you should have known me, you've been lying to yourself if you think I care enough to try fixing this all by myself.

Then again, you've always been lying to yourself, that's obvious.

But I still won't forgive you, and I won't walk any farther.

Because we agreed to meet half way, and I'm here, waiting for you, but no longer getting my hopes up.


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