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My Last Relationship
First day of freshman year
 I'm feeling excitement mixed with fear
 After a few days
 The fear begins to fade
 But the excitement stays
 Everything is so new
 And there's so much to do
 
 Brown-eyed boy of sixteen
 Instant attraction like a movie scene
 Being fourteen and having low self-esteem
 I couldn't see how he could ever like me
 It obviously wasn't meant to be
 
 Slowly but surely, it happened in time
 But the end of September I could call him mine
 
 It was like no other relationship I'd been in
 He told me he loved me, and it seemed so genuine
 It was so good, I thought it would last forever
 I didn't think that forever would mean never
 
 Sure enough, soon he turned
 I had a feeling I was going to get burned
 I called him out for being distant
 Said that his emotions weren't consistent
 He called me crazy and said I was wrong
 He then continued to string me along
 
 He ended it officially in a few days
 Much to my dismay
 Breaking up was the only thing to do
 He knew it and I knew it too
 
 Then for a while he was all I thought about
 I thought of him and cried my eyes out
 
 My eyes have dried
 But I still hide
 From what I really feel
 My love for him is still very real
 But I tell myself to forget the past
 Because I know we were never meant to last
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