Oh look, look how he pulls that rabbit out of his hat!
See, I have it in my room, it’s priceless and cute.
I love that rabbit.
See! Oh please see, look at what he’s given me, and look at that!
He shows his affection with precious things,
But I stay mute.
He speaks with gifts, it’s his habit.
Oh wait. He’s disappeared with his smoke, and his mirrors,
his excuses.
First just one week, then I find him, then three weeks,
but I couldn’t find him.
I miss him.
He missed my birthday, Yes, I know.
He hasn’t contacted me, YES, I know.
It’s been three weeks, trust me,
I KNOW!
Your right, he’s just a magician.
Yes, yes, you’re right, it isn’t the affection I need.
Yes, I know my friend, he disappears, doesn’t care,
But oh my friend, how I miss him.
It’s just so hard to try not to take the blame.
God, it’s so hard to not be a sponge for pain.
You just don’t understand, I liked him a lot.
Yes, my friend, he was a man I sought.
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