

What are we doing, I asked
We don’t have to have a plan, you said
So I put everything on the table,
And you let me down.
Don’t let go, you asked me
I held on, because I wanted you
So I put everything on the table,
Still, you let me down.
You’re changing, I said
I’m still the same me, you lied
So I started taking things from the table,
From the gradual let down.
I’ll do better, you said
Then repeat the same patterns
Pushing me away from the table,
Continuously letting me down.
They were right, our instincts never lie
Red flags don’t turn green
I don’t recognize you anymore,
So I’m leaving the table.
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