I've been here all along just waiting, waiting for you to notice, waiting for you to care. Waiting for you to say you've been waiting too, and you haven't and maybe you never will or maybe you're afraid to. But it hurts all the same, and in the end, I'm the one that's left broken and when I lay down to sleep, I'm the one who's crying, so screw the bad timing. I loved you then, like I love you now, like I proberly always will..
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