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I want to love how I loved before I loved you
When saying goodbye didn’t feel like a sin
When I didn’t taste lips to see if the flavor of someone else still lingers
I miss how love felt when I trusted it was real
You turned love into a game
and now I can’t trust anyone not to cheat
You moved my piece around the board
and now all I see in Love is the finish line.
There is no genuineness in competition
In hiding your hand
In keeping a poker face
I miss how love felt when I believed in forever.
Now all I believe in is winners and losers,
foul play and strategy
You loved like a monster
And now I even wake up from my daydreams
screaming.
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