When I let you go. When all I had to do is wish you back, but all I ever did was watch you go. When all I had was your embrace, the last of it at least.
But all I did was let you go. And now I feel lonely. Now I feel all alone. You killed me inside. And I keep killing even the last feeling vein that I have left for myself.
All because of you. All because I love you. I am dying.
And if and when I see you with her, the more I can conclude that I am dead.
And it’s all because of you… 
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