How do you fix a broken heart?
Booze?
A really good high?
Give me some pineapple express so I can smile.
I'm dying inside,
Nothing can mend it.
You left me to rot.
Five years,
I thought by coincidence everything aligned.
There are many meant for you,
The time just has to be right.
I guess it's still not.
Even though you made me think.
It hurt to be stood up.
Waiting still.
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