I’ll think when it gets light outside,
But know that I’ll feel just the same.
The way you made them feel inside;
And who am I to change the scene?
To get you stuck? To make you stay?
When every bright eyed minx before,
You’ve simply kissed and ran away.
I know that I can take some pain,
A broken heart, am ache or two.
But when it’s a repeated scene,
It means it’s not just me or you.
I’m well aware that that’s the game.
The sun won’t shine for one, it’s true.
But what I can’t take is the shame,
Of knowing I’m just one to you.
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