Hey, I thought I chased you away.
I guess I misunderstood the depth of the will that it takes.
What is it they say?
You have to hit rock-bottom before you learn to be okay.
Are you back to your old ways?
You're back to your old ways.
Losing faith in everything -
refusing to make a change.
Like it matters anyway.
It doesn't matter anyway.
We live, we die, we all end up the same.
So I let you go. It didn't feel like anything.
Just let me go for good.
I guess this feels like nothing at all. Let me go.

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