It's already been 7 months. How come I'm not over this? I've been
told it's easy, Getting over that bliss. With him, it's different.
He walks easy. Without even trying, He makes me queasy. He makes up
my universe Each and every corner It makes me sad to say That I
consider him my former He made me feel confident Made me say "I
can" Too bad it was all over Before it even began
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