It's been a while since
I felt something for you
other than contempt.
I wish it wasn't this way.
I wish we'd kept in touch.
I wish you hadn't gone,
so maybe I'd have another shot.
At least I used to wish for those things.
Now I wish I'd never met you.
"It's better to have loved and lost
than to never have loved at all."
That's some bullshit if I ever heard it.
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