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Loved you once, love you still. Always have & Always will.

Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still remember

You can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad that it was over

But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

Now you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
But I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
And you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

[x2]
Somebody
(I used to know)
Somebody
(Now you’re just somebody that I used to know)

(I used to know)
(That I used to know)
(I used to know)
Somebody

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An IM I wrote, but will never send.

I’m still alive, and I’m still missing you. It’s been over a year, and I just wanted to drop another IM in case you check. I feel like a stalker, hah. I don’t know.  But you’re my best friend, you always were. And things have changed. I want you to know, one day, some day, that I am so sorry for the way that things changed between us. Toward the end I had become so obsessed with just being with you that I forgot to make the part before that happened actually count. I treated you poorly, and you didn’t deserve that. You asked me to help you, and I couldn’t see through my childishness. I did make mistakes with you, but never have I lied when I told you all the things I felt and all of the things I wanted with you.
I know you’ll most likely never get this. Don’t these expire after a while?
But, Donovan. Gods. I love you so much and I sincerely hope that you are happy wherever you are.
Your secrets are still safe, as they will be until my grave.

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