How many times do I have to say sorry until you realize I meant it?
How many times do I have to shed tears for you to realize I'm broken as you are?
How many words do I have to say to make you understand me?
How many times do I have to fall for you to look back?
How many times do I have to pretend for you?
How many times do we have to hurt each other until we find ourselves broken and empty?
Tell me,
Because I wish I know,
So I could stop
All the hope,
Pain,
Sufferings,
And regrets from coming,
To break both of us.
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